these weeds keep poppin up you thought you d killed them all last week cause you dowsed them with that poison whose label read extra strength but sure enough they re still there just as green as they d been before strangling all the flowers you d created that garden for you ve tried all the external fix it remedies and you ve exhausted every ounce of your own strength but until you dig deep enough to find the root all you re doin is all you re doin is yankin out the leaves you say my sin keeps poppin up thought i d killed it all last week cause i told myself i could stop it all and i prayed i d be released but sure enough it s still there just the same as it d been before distracting you from righteousness and rotting out your solid core my garden was once my favorite part about this place its beauty overshadowed all others in this town you see i hired a man to care for it and keep it and he was the best gardener around but soon my old pride got to thinkin about doin this job on my own i fired the man that perfectly had kept it and that s when these weeds started a grow n