From deep below the light of day
they fester in the earth
Secretly they stretch their claw's
concealing selfish worth.
...
Once upon a time in a world that seemed grey
lived a small graceful child trying to find the right way.
Each morning he'd rise, a smile graced his lips
A mind filled with magic
...
The Weed
From deep below the light of day
they fester in the earth
Secretly they stretch their claw's
concealing selfish worth.
A lovely bloom they falsely show
a smile most untrue
If left alone for long my friend
their army far from few.
Place caution when you reach to pick
for in their wisping seed
A deathly power to overcome
A surly one
The weed.