One flower. 🌹

One flower for her
Who treads the sea of shame.
The dirt of trepidation
Splattered on her name.
Drowning in the burden
Weighed down by pounds of blame.
One flower for her child
Bastard title in his blood
Reaching for the promises
He cannot grasp any one.
Hungry for redemption
Never had the chance
To receive a happy ending
Due to circumstance.
One for the redeemers
Who redeem the forgotten ones
Reaching out to orphans
Calling them their sons.
Pressing on thru the impossible
Loving nonetheless
Healing the remains
Of brokenness.
One flower for the ones
Who every day have tried
To impart wisdom and reason
To a nation run by pride
Voices hoarse and weary
Yet always pressing on
Praying night and day
For a hope not too far gone.
One flower for the blind
At least they can smell
May they receive heaven's wisdom
Though their hearts agree with hell
The fragrance is a wake up call
That all life has its worth
Needs freedom from oppression
A chance and a rebirth.