The seeds have been planted
Every day it grows stronger
spreading quickly
like a weed out of control
but this is no weed
It is the most beautiful fruit
though it has yet to blossom
It is being watered by our tears
and fertilized by our resentment
and it's name is freedom
The most beautiful fruit
Help it bloom!
Be the sun shining on it
for nothing grows in the dark
Be a fire! Don't be a spark!
Monday, May 25, 2009
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