A bug without a garden
will be killed by the vain human.
A critter that is no smaller than a fingernail
with spindled legs and a spotted back
will be shamelessly killed
for being different
A seed without a garden will never flourish.
It will never grow to it’s full potential
A stalk of tomatoes that feeds generations
or a flower that wins the heart of a hopeless romantic
the seed will be ugly compared
to it’s thriving comrades
An artist without a sketchpad will go insane.
Their spirit,
whether tame or restless
will search for any open eye or ear
to acknowledge their work
But an artist without a sketchpad won’t give up.
Maybe at first.
but blink an eye
and find the walls covered in color
sentences never before formed
and pictures never depicted with such grace
because even if a bug doesn’t have a garden
it can find another corner
to build it’s cobwebs
Nov 9, 2025
Nov 9, 2025 at 12:21 AM UTC
A bug without a garden
will be killed by the vain human.
A critter that is no smaller than a fingernail
with spindled legs and a spotted back
will be shamelessly killed
for being different
A seed without a garden will never flourish.
It will never grow to it’s full potential
A stalk of tomatoes that feeds generations
or a flower that wins the heart of a hopeless romantic
the seed will be ugly compared
to it’s thriving comrades
An artist without a sketchpad will go insane.
Their spirit,
whether tame or restless
will search for any open eye or ear
to acknowledge their work
But an artist without a sketchpad won’t give up.
Maybe at first.
but blink an eye
and find the walls covered in color
sentences never before formed
and pictures never depicted with such grace
because even if a bug doesn’t have a garden
it can find another corner
to build it’s cobwebs
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