If every seed is a promise
Let us overgrow your (bloodsoaked) gardens
If every leaf is defiance
Let us bring shade onto your (scorched) streets
If every branch is guidance
Let us illuminate your (demolished) freeways
If every crop and tree is a witness
Let us replant your (blackened) fields
Though they crushed your sweet fruits
The world has now tasted your fragrance
And though their desire for death grows impatient
They can never untie your roots