"Infeelsive" - a poem by Amanda Mercado @k@ Amy
Only three month till the big cold
I have not yet to be fold
one cool and clammy day
sitting there as the time went away
The wind blew harder and faster as two big hands came toward me
"Let me be" I cried
"If only they can understand my feelings
I've been brought here from another land far off of 940 Garrision Ave
"Why are you pulling on my leaves?"
I fought the game of tug and war with all my pollen
but that wasn't enough
As I lay on the ground I spot another set of hands digging up a hole in my spot
and placing a new plant there
"Why had they replaced me?
What did I do wrong?
Was i not pretty enough?"
As thoughts ran through my stem and leaves I spotted the same thing happening to other plants in the land
It finally stopped
I looked at the plants that have been pulled out and they looked just like me
"Why have we only been pulled out?"
A new plant replied to me saying "Because you are invasive...
and we are native"