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| Found in Cooper Landing, Alaska…fighting it’s way thru the asphalt |
“Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature’s law is wrong it learned to walk with out having feet Funny it seems, but keeping it’s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared”
2Pac
Against All Odds
There was a child born once in the darkest place
She evolved in the crack of a concrete case
Where trodden feet in life’s fast race
Trampled her stems at a grueling pace
She took root where there was no base
Where sun never shows its nurturing face
No guiding heat, no air to breathe
No warm embrace to fill the seed
With light.
But early in her augmentation
She realized her situation
Would require more than determination
If she were to reach that destination
A place so far above her station
Where those beneath her in consternation
Stood above her, bold and brazen
Failed to guide her, took her breath
Squashed her to the brink of death
No light.
But somewhere deep in the darkest crevice
With strength rare seen her stems were steadfast
She grasped at chances, stood strong regardless
And wove her way up towards the precipice
Against all odds, out of the darkness
She felt herself emerge in brightness
Grasping, reaching, strong of core
Always looking for the lore
Of light.
Years passed by while she on her journey
Knowing no life but that of yearning
Strived upwards, always, reaching, stretching
Never giving up the need
That one day she, a concrete seed
Would blossom high above the street
May she always remember the fear of night
And her lifelong struggle to find
The light.
