Will they converse with each other and share their thoughts
Will they clash and trash each other, to be out or just let each other be and grow new skin-words as they sprout
Who will survive will it be the wise the thick skinned, the resilient who has weathered a few storms or the ones who are jumpy at the sight of the weevil inside
Each of them with an experience unique, destined to coexist
Some felt confined, the others embraced their fate with grace, their life in a ziplock Waiting and wanting to sprout