Black Seed

World-wide dusk

Of dear dark faces

Driven before an alien wind,

Scattered like seed

From far-off places

Growing in soil

That's strange and thin,

Hybrid plants

In another's garden,


In a land

That's not your own,

Cut by the shears

Of the white-faced gardeners —

Tell them to leave you alone!

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