The great garden thrives
On the fertilizer we feed it.
It thirstily drinks
The water we pour it.
And it lethargically tans
In the light we shine it.
We dig in the great garden for diseased roots.
And when we find them, we crush them.
The soil must be undisturbed.
We are watching for change,
Guarding against change.
Poison roots change our garden,
Infect the healthy plants,
Mar their somber delight.
We remove the poison roots,
The bellicose chutes,
And toss them over the fence,
Harmless and dead.
The great garden is ours
And we will always tend it.
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