No one told us early on
that we were green
except in some way that
we were not yet knowing,
still wet under the collar,
and that in comparison they
were wise and knowing
in the ways of the world,
in how to get around
do something that
could make money, be useful.

But we are green,
like the leaves of trees,
soaking up the sun.
We are makers of bread,
transformers of rays into food.

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