The flower without sunlight
Forever longed to grow
Though never saw the day
Or spotlight on the show
That show performed for empty seats
Those silent empty rows
Nobody knows, he knows,
Where the smoke goes when it blows
Over the sea and into the sky
Shines then dies in the blink of an eye.
And that flower in the dirt,
Alone in need and broken hurt
Never knowing why, and
Never knowing who
The flower without sunlight
In the darkness never grew.
Nobody knew about the flower,
When it was there,
When it was gone;
And why it grew for someone who
Left it underground,
In a hole under the sky
The same man without wonder
Left it in the dark to die.
The flower without sunlight
Was born to die no why
Confused in the darkness
Watching slits of light go by
The flower without sunlight
Never saw the sky
And never saw another
Flower left to die.
Instead the same dark jail cell blind.
The flower without sunlight
In quiet did not know
Nothing of the magic sun
Or the magic shadow show
The flower without sunlight
Knew that it needed light
Though it knew not what light was
Or why they lived to fall,
Or where it went to in the end
If there was an end at all.
brandon the writer | author & staff writer for sir swag 