There Are No Cactuses Here
I am a water lily in an environment made for cacti, The atmosphere too hot and arid to really let me thrive, The soil too shallow and lacking in nutrients, It is clear I don’t fit in, But when I look around me to see Who is constructing this ambience in which only the driest, most superficial plants can flourish, I am startled to find myself surrounded By orchids, roses, lilies, and daffodils, Many beautiful and unique specimens of existence that also were not made for this environment Some can make do better than others, With a few watering cans and some irrigation, Some can even get along comfortably, And yet none of them were truly made for this environment, And I wonder why, when we have the power to change the soil, We do not I can only think that those who get along well enough here Look at those of us who are withering and wilting and fading away And see how easily that could be them, So they fear to change anything Le...