Weeds (Matthew 13:24-30)
Weeds
that grow up
among the wheat,
choking the goodness
the soil has to offer,
pushing aside
the grain planted
by the sower of souls.
Weeds
reaching for the glory
destined
for the good seed,
the bright orb
that nourishes
the bounty
of the intended harvest.
Weeds
trying to imitate wheat,
pulled from the soil
when the time is ripe,
separated in rustic barns
by the workers
and tossed into the flames.
copyright 2017 - Donald P James Jr
Beautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteThank you, God bless
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