An Acorn In ferguson

[11-27-14]
  Pat Riley stood in green rider Uniform unseen by the towns people save for the old man on the bench in the city square. She had come to wage war on this grinning old demon,
by waging peace. Ferguson Misouri, Came out in favorable Unity not to loot or destroy anything, not to chant of the wrong that had been done.
Pat, picked up a single acorn from a tree on the square and drew out a sharpie marker. She began to speak in Sindarin.
 "Icea nidia verga protea, Berka Fenhu Lithias ta vernu!"
 "Protection and prosperity grows with this seed."

The old demon was no longer smiling  He could not get to her some how he was blocked from her and she dropped the acorn into the stump hole of a recent cut down tree.
"How dare you!" the old demon bellowed
"you cannot banish me!"
He shouted and cursed at her in some language far older than that of any race before.
"I think I just did." she chirped. "Flee for your life old fool!"    Then she dropped the Acorn. A circle of light spread from the hole outward. The old man was gone and peace fell over the town of ferguson.