The Weeds

Sometimes it rains and the vegetables grow

but so do the weeds

and the weeds grow faster and stronger

and sometimes the weeds suffocate the vegetables

before we can intervene

and sometimes they consume the entire garden

but the rains stop and summer comes

and in summer the weeds dry

and wither

and die

and we’re reminded

that no matter how bad the weeds may get

no matter how many gardens they consume

they too will die and return to the earth.


About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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