The Weed

Mon, 07/04/2016 - 13:24 -- jmunoz

Have you ever seen the weed?The one that lays covered underneath,Walk on by all on the streets,Shun by society,She was what no one wishes to see.Her unheard heartbeat,Given poison to feed,Prevented her future seeds.Prove to the world she won't be beat,She cracked the rocks and broke free.Showed all she isn't weak.To those that don't know of whom I speak,She's better known as the Rose that grew from Concrete.

This poem is about: 
My family

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