You have neglected your duties,
Groundskeeper, Gardener.
You have a name, but it is of little importance;
You are a manifestation of everyone before you.

You have neglected your duties;
You have forgotten to tend to the yard.
The trees have become unsightly.
Their branches extending far beyond where they belong.
The flower beds have lost their luster;
The pedals have wilted without your constant care.

The lawn however, is more beautiful than ever;
Each strand of grass its own length.
Swayed by rebellious winds,
Six billion blades stand raised against you