the foul things existed in humanity’s garden long before we arrived


they were sown deeply into society’s earth

hidden from eyesight

until they bloomed

into ugly patches of weeds

and creeping vines

through the garden


we look up

at the gnarled branches of invasive trees

and try to cut them down


not realizing

that we, too, are weeds


even if we pretend to be benign grass

clumped together

swaying along in the direction of the breeze

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