For Another Budding Child Flower

for another budding child flower

alone in the dark uterus
of my bedroom
I lie curled up
in thoughts
and emotions 
of the day:

another budding flower
plucked from the garden street
leaving its red sap
as a jaded memento
to stained innocence
and hoodwinked justice

another aborted life
spiraled away
as echoes of fading outcries 
floated wearily
on reefs of passing time
covering awareness
of another heinous crime
whose guilt
will soon vanish
from human notice

with my cervical poised head
resting on tear soaked pillow
I pray god that not another child flower
be not plucked away tomorrow
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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