The Scent After The Crush Poem by Haile Tesfaye

The burden of the past is
the lesson for the present.
Do not let tomorrow's uncertainty
steal from today's joy and possibility.
A chick hatches through an internal
force out of the eggshell to existence.
A flower giveth a pleasant scent after
been crushed; therefore, life
begins when one is broken from within.
Your confidence shatters your action, so
forgive before the rooster crows.
And behold, be a reflection of what you
want others to do unto you