Red Moss

Red moss
It spreads like wild fire
Thankfully it’ll never reach higher

Red moss
It consumes all it can
Never will it stop its pursuit of more land

Red moss
Resilient as they come
No other weed has been as cursed by anyone

Red moss
Choking all it does surround
Never will beauty win against its ruby shroud

Red moss
Taking all the life
What remains gives little hope to anything else

Red moss
Poisoning the ground
Weaving across the very surface until it’s all that can be found