Life Poem by Bahl Caller

weeds will grow
pull them out
they just grow back
cover them up
they grow through
weeds just keep coming
it's just like life
it don't stop
not for anything
life is continuous
weeds maybe not
life is a journey
beyond time and space
weeds they just
they just grow here
weeds are those unwanted things
weeds they grow
and will continue
until life doesn't need them
life is imperfections
to make perfection
what is perfection
life as it should be
or life