Broken Grass

Blades that pierce in passing.
Sharper than knives of steel.
Held in firm handles of dirt.
Natures roadways.
The forests to miniscule beings.
Mixed with tones of Earth to share its touch.
Engulfing all if not kept in control.
Watch the workings of man tame this beast.
It becomes the broken grass.

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