The Jack Fruit
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They call you the king of fruits
but I call you the queen of fruits.
because when I open you
I see a sexy sweet beauty
and that's too uncountable.
I went on eating you again and again
but I always remained hungry of you.
You appear a perfect female to me,
A lovely mother,
keeps her sweetest child
underground,
hidden from the extremes of nature
and hunger of a beast
known as man.
But man!
the clever and cruel beast
digs the earth
for the fruit that is enriched
and more suitable to grow new Jack trees.
You should not blame man,
life depends on death of another life
everyone who breaths in and breaths out
was and still a hunter!
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