Plowed, Planted, And Weeded

the human mind
is but a field...
it has to be plowed,

planted and weeded..
it needs sunlight and rain.
if the gardener is attentive,

the crop will be good.
if we let it lay untended,
it becomes a field of death!

the crop that we raise
is the food of the future...
plowed, planted, and weeded!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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