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Order of the Vine

head kept low

Axe fell disrupting years of Earth's work

pulling uh'way the weeds

flattening and conforming the dirt 'round

man's grape vine

 

Order n' Control

Rocks, grass, and bugs removed

all in place for man's green grapes

alone in the yards

there be peace in the Order

The Order of the Man's Vines

 

Blow for blow the ground gave through

plants grew - none but I knew

that besides grapes none but dust would pull through

 

Destruction gave Order

Order gave peace

peace gave tomorrow

tomorrow plants the seeds of opportunity

and the dust amongst the dew

 

Look'd to the sky above

head look'd 'round

settlements reminded I of the weeds

to the sky's yard

 

And the yards reminded I that we aren't but

dust among the dew

in Life's Order of the Vines

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zach-mooney
American
Published
May 21, 2013
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