Saturday, November 11, 2006

Blossom

A blossom:
Small with great potential beauty
Delicate pink petals of love
Small yellow tips of intelligence,
Sees the light through the cracking pane
And stretches towards it
But it is shut off.
Hopeful it sucks life from deep within itself
But nurturing never comes
And the strain is too much.
Soft petals curl.
Yellow tips brown,
And it falls limp.
A lasting, lifeless reminder of social injustice.

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