Sunflower Shadow

This sense of nobodiness comes from the lack of inclusion, it is brought upon the underlying segregation of society within society.

A great impotence exhausts me in attempting to explain how the imperceptible affects minorities.

It is not a specific concept, it is many.

It is the  many insignificantly damaging instances that build.

They grow, like flowers, no, not like flowers.

Flowers are beautiful, a gift to the world.

This is a weed.

Growing without significance but with persistence.

At first there's one, then another and another, until one's garden is infested, and then what? One tries to rip them out.

One tries to garden, to plant beautiful flowers, one tries to obstruct the sight of these weeds by planting beautiful plants, trees even, but these plants will never prosper, they will never truly bloom while the weeds compete for the space, nutrients, and sunlight.

The effort it takes to plant and maintain one's garden becomes unavailing.

 

This poem is about: 
My community

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