Like a Blade of Grass (poem)

Monday, July 5, 2010

Blades of grass dueling under the sunlight
Not bowing down to the breeze.
Each one stands high, wishing to be higher
Not bowing to another.

Deeply rooted to the ground, unchanging,
Unmoved from where it is.
It's narrow and mean
To every leaf around it.

These blades of grass like mortal men,
Cling to the past and fear change
Yet, the grass seems wider
Than thoughts of mortal men.

Every person desires to belong
And teases a strange one as he pass along.
When will these people finally know?
That we're the same even differently we grow.

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