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The rotten seed of a Fig tree

The one who gave birth and food 

Gets the choice to kill the mood 

The one who gave light and heat

Goes on to be a nasty dirty cheat 

The one who gave water and care 

Now holds up a furious glare 

It was always your right to be 

Bittersweet angry and mean

But it was always your choice 

To yell and make a scene , 

Put the whole blame on me 

The rotten seed of the Fig tree 

Isn\'t that what you called me?