Blades of Grass

a performance by myself and emily lehman

god bless the grass that grows thru the crack.
they roll the concrete over it to try and keep it back.
the concrete gets tired of what it has to do,
it breaks and it buckles and the grass grows thru,
and god bless the grass.

god bless the truth that fights toward the sun,
they roll the lies over it and think that it is done.
it moves through the ground and reaches for the air,
and after a while it is growing everywhere,
and god bless the grass.

-melvina reynolds