An infectious weed wound its way up
Up the tall vine, Up the great hill
The wind blew its leaves,
The earth moved it’s roots.
It was all taken care of
Didn’t have to fend for its self.
Then all of the sudden
As if quick and painless
Every thing was gone
The wind, the earth,
Friends, family
The water that kept it’s very being alive.
Then all of the sudden
As if quick and painless
Everything was dead.
Up the tall vine, Up the great hill
The wind blew its leaves,
The earth moved it’s roots.
It was all taken care of
Didn’t have to fend for its self.
Then all of the sudden
As if quick and painless
Every thing was gone
The wind, the earth,
Friends, family
The water that kept it’s very being alive.
Then all of the sudden
As if quick and painless
Everything was dead.
