
"All This Land" Original Poem
I’ve got all this land for planting, All this land for growth. There are seeds and seeds, so many, But which ones will profit me the most? Which ones shall I let grow? One will rise and give fruits of peace, And another fruits of joy you see. But then, oh then, we have the weeds And certainly, they must go. Right? I think to myself, it can’t cause harm To le