Dark flower of the earth
Dark flower of the earth trouble to triumph
Young lilies grow hard Harlem fall drunk
From the pressure of moving steel aimless flying
Dark strong flowers hold young lily in sorrow
Tall palm trees buildings tall as the top palm leaves
In a distance hard aluminum held by rubber steam
Love reaches within and hopes life for the young lily to live
Concrete support dark flower hands covet bloody killing
Little lily’s eyes closed shut limp down no sound
Tall flower in white petals draped bent on the ground
Pleading for salvation for the other little plant around
Black hole covered by the precious metal of the earth
Cast’s a decision of God’s will of life or death dearth
Dark flower destined to return to the soil
Soar high above the dirt beneath it with toil
Rose bud cheering young petals jumping high
Appreciated for its blossom cultivated in struggles
Hard to develop naturally when fears rise and death cuddles
Dark flower weary wonder as flower buds attack
Streaming copiously refusing to commit to normal procession
Every flower grave eagerly awaiting death confession
Bald air breathing metal sounds on a breezy afternoon
Freedom from the pod liberates burst in the air loom
Only to accompany with dirty petals doomed
Little floating leaves on the water topple and sink
Little petals grow into flowers that often forget to think
Dark flower counsel young lilies rebel
Robust dandy lion abandons interest while the dark retell
Warning to abhor the dirty petals of the concrete soil that spoil
By Dorise Dixon
10/5/07
Dark flower of the earth trouble to triumph
Young lilies grow hard Harlem fall drunk
From the pressure of moving steel aimless flying
Dark strong flowers hold young lily in sorrow
Tall palm trees buildings tall as the top palm leaves
In a distance hard aluminum held by rubber steam
Love reaches within and hopes life for the young lily to live
Concrete support dark flower hands covet bloody killing
Little lily’s eyes closed shut limp down no sound
Tall flower in white petals draped bent on the ground
Pleading for salvation for the other little plant around
Black hole covered by the precious metal of the earth
Cast’s a decision of God’s will of life or death dearth
Dark flower destined to return to the soil
Soar high above the dirt beneath it with toil
Rose bud cheering young petals jumping high
Appreciated for its blossom cultivated in struggles
Hard to develop naturally when fears rise and death cuddles
Dark flower weary wonder as flower buds attack
Streaming copiously refusing to commit to normal procession
Every flower grave eagerly awaiting death confession
Bald air breathing metal sounds on a breezy afternoon
Freedom from the pod liberates burst in the air loom
Only to accompany with dirty petals doomed
Little floating leaves on the water topple and sink
Little petals grow into flowers that often forget to think
Dark flower counsel young lilies rebel
Robust dandy lion abandons interest while the dark retell
Warning to abhor the dirty petals of the concrete soil that spoil
By Dorise Dixon
10/5/07
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