Flowers In the Concrete
Innocence lost,
virgin hearts often get paved over
by oppression gravel pressure
Hardened thoughts laid cover the privileged lily eyes,
and the tulip pupils of those in poverty
Unjust limestone mixture is hereditary poured
into chromatic fields of vexation
Pretty flowers of childhood purity
rarely get the adolescent chance to maturity see
the petal blossoming of their rainbow dreams
Buried under hateful concrete, their survival stem
still did with tender ease lovingly rose
Asphalt desires ugly ... Purloin dotted lines
couldn’t smother their unmarred souls
Beautiful flowers always will grow
between the stony cracks in the concrete
Pollen truth blown make it cement so,
even as the tilted mortar ground hardens more
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