<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Garden of Evil</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Little kernels, hard and rough<br>I planted them in the shade of the stone heap<br>They were seeds of spite sown to cling<br>On walls of old hurts and unforgiven wrongs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The little stalks pushed their bulbous heads<br>Unsightly growths on hard ground<br>Grotty green brown stains on the garden floor<br>Malevolent seedlings with haughty bearings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fiendish vegetation thrived in dark nooks<br>Unhappy for the sun to touch its leaves<br>The tiny branches had threatening spines<br>And oh, a redolence not known by any man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each morning I went out to see<br>How the dark of night have nurtured<br>The budding menaces they were to be<br>Verdant mottled green now covered the wall</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I espied little beady growths in between<br>Hairy spines, crinkly leaves and rough branches<br>The evil flora was in bloom and I was appalled<br>A disgusting sight of clustered monstrosities</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There I stood unmoving, scared of what I have sown<br>Primal evil seem to creep out of the crevices<br>As if taken by a demonic spell, knees weak, I knelt<br>And pondered on what I have sown and reared</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hours passed and like a mesmerized prey<br>I suffused a panic burgeoning from my chest<br>And sought help in prayer firmly resolving<br>A change of heart and to uproot the evil sown</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I uttered a fervent penitent's prayer<br>Determined to stunt the evil growth spawned<br>Before the coming of the dark of night<br>Where its evil finds sustenance to evolve</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With desperate haste I took a rusty hoe from the shed<br>Strong determined arms struck with impunity<br>At the evil plant of my own design and doing<br>Mangled and crushed before the fading of the light</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eddie+Roa">Eddie Roa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553792" data-title="Garden of Evil de Eddie Roa" data-description="Little kernels, hard and rough I planted them in the shade of the stone heap They were seeds of spite sown to cling On walls of old hurts and unforgiven wrongs The little stalks pushed their bulbous heads Unsightly growths on hard ground Grotty g..."></div> </div> </div>

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