Long live the weeds that overwhelm My narrow vegetable realm The bitter rock, the barren soil That force the son of man to toil All things unholy, marred by curse, The ugly of the universe.
Long live the weeds that overwhelm My narrow vegetable realm The bitter rock, the barren soil That force the son of man to toil All things unholy, marred by curse, The ugly of the universe.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories