Black Flower
Black flower
Sprouting from the rocky soil of the slums.
Powering through the cool concrete tombs.
Sweeping the devil from Eve's main street.
Floating fast away from the carnal grate.
Sipping from the grail, God's sweet rain.
Now, you're blooming like an ebony pearl.
Despite the deep stain of steepening struggle...
It was all about your spirited heart and grit.
You'll not be a flower on a teary clown's lapel.
You're a sparkling star atop a gem-kissed hill.
Pinprick temptation awaits-don't drift astray.
Doubters and detractors are fleet and persistent.
Forge iron discipline within the hue of good faith.
On occasion, flash petals like battle axe blades.
Thrashing mind ogres into a cracked nonexistence.
Do honor your sextant soul...
Never drift back into the abyss
of the concrete's snake-eyed grip...
Black flower.
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