Come Play in My Garden

Come Play in My Garden

There are
No feminists in my garden.
No jihadists.
No special op’s.
No raging daffodils.
No pesticides on crops.
No flinging of mutated seeds.
No protests or Farm Aid.
No evil deeds.
No gay parade.
No civil rights leaders shot.
No marching armies.
No pounding beats.
No pointed missiles.
No hiding underneath white sheets.
No smoking guns.
No half-crazed minds.

Only rich black soil that binds
us in this garden where we grow
rest or hoe
or play—

           we sent the snake away.

Author: Randy Mazie

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