The Rose that Grew from Concrete

Have you ever heard the story about the rose that grew from concrete
The one that everyone thought its growth would be obsolete
The one everyone thought would wither and die
But continued to survive and everyone wondered why
Long live that rose that grew from concrete
The one everyone thought that growth would be obsolete
The one that everyone thought its future would be doomed
And just like that rose from the cracks, we should all be able to bloom

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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