May I never cease to care, just be there Offer shelter, food, clean air To all the souls who pass that way. No charge, no price, no bill to pay.
You’re not sick. It’s a trick of the brambleTo steal the lightOr outright strangle all other plants. You’re healthy.Not a sickly flowerNo. Your roots are strong.You have that power.You’d go a long way, given the chance,I’d say. But all is not equal. The bramble bushes got here first;Poisoned the soil; slaked their thirst.The dice were [...]
If only humans’ sense of worth Came less from gold, and more from earth.