Jul 26, 2005 01:01
Plant your seeds and watch them grow,
Then you can reap the harvest which you sow.
Destroy the dreamers you create,
And leave the broken branches to lay prostate.
Since that's not the only excess growing in your garden,
You can keep on killing and expect our pardon.
You have made dying their first duties.
Why do you insist on killing these beauties?