Those damn menaces
Cluttering our gardensChoking down under
Shading out the light
They do not bear fruit
Unsightly and visiblePowerful and strong
At work day and night
Inhibiting our growth
Pricking through usRelentless; persistent
Sticking like leaches
Remaining steadfast
With patient humilityAwaiting the harvest
The gathering season
A time of separation
All shall be gatheredThe bearer and barren
Uprooted and sifted
Menace and Martyr
Such an unlikely teamSoiled daily together
Together redeemed
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