Sew the little seeds
Maybe one day a tree will grow
And cleft the earth asunder
As it disentombs
Deep roots like malice then will hold
This beautiful tree aloft
Deep roots like malice then will hold
This beautiful tree aloft as a pillar
Lest it rot from within
It will spread wide branches
And cast dancing shadows
Upon this forever changed unhallowed ground
The tangling boughs dominate the horizon
Like the ferment of intrigue writhing to suppurate
For the winds and aeons to lash and scar
As it endures
Deep roots like malice then will hold
This beautiful tree aloft as a pillar
The little seeds so charitably sewn
In this garden of divisiveness
Now to be cherished under whispering banners
As they bloom
Deep roots like malice then will hold
This beautiful tree aloft as a pillar
The little seeds so abandonly sewn
In this garden of righteousness
Now to be cherished under clambering banners
As they bloom
