The fruits of struggle's seeds

They had been thrown Yes thrown and thrown From here to there And from there to there Today and tomorrow And tomorrow and tomorrow Yes they had no where to rest From its harvesting day They had been useless by everyone Yes why these seeds Vendors unable to buy Neighbours too failed "Bad seeds like these" "Who can buy it" Yes it was useless No one thought of it For appearance judge Throwing it away was there best They suffered internally and externally But how fit it Yes it survived Yes using survival of fittest For it was a rock outside No physical attack was able to destroy But losing its quality was a must Yes it find a place Where germination took And bear the fruits Near a conner of country Yes chiefs isolated it But the creator protected it Yes now the fruit is enjoying Yes enjoying peace of mind For the fruits are now the protectors Yes they protect the seed Physically and internally No matter how the seeds Suffered before maturity But they are able to gather Yes gathering the required