Seed

Yes, I have sown,
this is my own,
Whether I loose or I won,
I cant disown.
Love and hatred,
Peace or war,
Compassion or cold,
Introvert or extrovert,
Whom shall I revert,
This is my own.
This is what I have sown.

Earth bears fury of sun,
Arc seeded that burn.

Shun it all,
Before overgrown seed,
Makes it a wailing wall.