Concrete Bloom

One single bloom

in the crack

of the concrete

stands out so


on a day

I need it most.

A reminder

of who I am.

The most stubborn


Defender of the Spirit,

a beautiful soul,

and no matter how much

you throw on top of me,

I will grab hold

and rise up

and look you in the eye

and defiantly


until you one day

give up

and shake your head

and finally give me

what I have always


and it better not have any

monetary value.


This song is for all my other fellow risers…

Words and images Ā©LauraDenise

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