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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