Weeds 5

A weed like tuft of grass pushing through a break in the sidewalk and the once red painted curb. Such a common site that it’s difficult to see. Weeds are plants nobody wants, but I doubt anyone at all has given this plant or tuft or weed any notice at all. It’s there and not there. When humans cease to exist, there will be no weeds at all. But something will be growing almost everywhere. Concrete will split, asphalt will crack and turn to powder, but grass and plants of every order will continue. Perhaps future behemoths without humans to worry about will find them delicious.