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Weed Grower
To me it’s clear as a day
The power shouldn’t exist
But it does seem the other way
Me and the likes are missed
The power people rule the game
They’re livelier than ever
And simple folks like me are blamed
For nothing but whatever
Is bound to be criminalized
Just for the sake of guilt
Though hardly it’s a big surprise
This cruel world was built
A million times ago, by those
Most evil men in power
I’m guilty to smell a wrong rose
I water weeds and flowers
Regardless what is what and why
Should I uproot the weed
It fights for life and I reply
You’re of the noble seed!
That is the way I like to see
My sunny garden, love
I know you could have smiled at me
I need to hear your laugh.
Copyright ©
Gregory Colodub
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