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Two hands reached up and tugged my sleeve…
Down I fell plucked from my deep sleep…
In a sack full of others like me to weep…
They skinned us alive and stripped us of our seeds…

Into the juicer we got flung…
The motor started and my heart was hung…
My shapely form got crushed to fluid…
My figure no more, just a juice now…just another fruit…

RESTING IN PEACE… †

Don’t be sad my child said mamma orange juice…
God had willed me to turn into this fluid of health…
My son you grow to become a mighty orange…
And sow your seeds far and wide in the orchard of life…

That our brethren and kin may flourish far and wide…
And save the world from weakness and disease…
For it is in our roots and genes to overcome them…
And do our bit to give this humanity a new health lease…

A NEW BEGINNING… †

Vijay

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