How could a cow grass possibly compete with a Bermuda grass? The answer is never. It will never compete against something that a man would nurture in his garden. It’s sad that it is always left alone in the sidewalk, in deserted places, basically everywhere, but the man can’t seem to notice. It exists and it learns how to be perennial by the grace of nature. Seldom watered by the man, seldom close to none. All it does is wait for the rain. Sometimes it wishes that the man could also see it as lovely as his beloved grass. But it is just wishful thinking for the cow grass knows that it doesn’t belong and it isn’t welcome inside the man’s garden.