Juan Olivarez

(september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Life Is A Weed


Life is a weed.
It flourishes,
Everywhere.
In jungles,
In deserts,
In the cracks,
Of city sidewalks.
It springs up,
And takes firm root.
Quickly becoming,
Lord and master.
And then,
It goes to seed.
Spreading itself,
All over creation.
Then,
Just like that,
It dies.
But,
It lives on,
In places,
Too numerous,
To count.
Places dear friends,
That one day,
It touched.
There are many weeds,
Growing,
In my heart, and soul.

9/26/13 Alton Texas

Submitted: Thursday, September 26, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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Thank you Jono. I thought the last three lines were pretty easy to understand. But then again my thinking process is well, different.

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