Weeds

Like Nature’s Mad Insurrectionists
they continue to arrive

Unchecked

Outside of all reason in numbers

Without apology
or regret
Of any kind

They are

in a world of their own
by their own design

Unstoppable as the tides
or the rising of the moon

They preside over their landscape
unwilling to relent

In any
Form or fashion

Assaulted by poisons
and pestilence

They adapt
Grow stronger

As if their mantra is
“Whatever you do, I will endure.”

A lesson perhaps, to the rich
From the poor.

An interesting graph
might be

The comparative values of

The increase in world wide poverty
The increase in processed foods
The increase in healthcare costs
The increase in environmental destruction
And the increase in concentrated private corporate control of

MONEY, ENERGY, FOOD, MEDICINE, WARFARE
& EMPLOYMENT (slave labor)

Weeds.

Rising like tiny phoenixes
Over the earth
against all odds

No matter the species
the natural order
expresses

Or

A case of such
inherent
myopic
point of view

as to be a self created
phenomenon

Weeds