Weed

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By what right are you here?
This is my place. I own it.
Fair and square this square
of green
 
I’ve seen your shape before and dealt
with invaders many times your kind
never listens you will
not comply
 
I’m done trying to be reasonable
tried reason doesn’t silence
silent creeps – you want
treatment 
 
Steadfast little optimist as though
the world will receive you
but it won’t I’ll kill us both
poison pitchforks
 
Quiver in the wind a flash reedy limbs
your points a thin defence
I am coming for you
unrelenting

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Why do you value one thing over another?
over and over another
is slain only to be
replaced again
 
The hardiest among us incense you
plaguing on your knees
that dirt that sustains me
stains you
 
I multiply not to defy nor to persist in the face
of your instance on my expiry
you remain ungermane to me
my presence here
 
Uprooted brown bodies reveal you
your own noxious iniquities
laid bare for all to see
not even you can fleece death
 
I do not bend to your will nor attend
to your laments for my existence
your will means you will
never comprehend.