I’m growing through the cracks in the concrete
meeting air is like another dimension for me
yet with ease, I let it ease my leaves
I’ve created a fault line in the pavement
and one day, by God’s graces
I will earthquake
I am one of those roses Pac was talking about
scratched and battered, through it all I came out
blooming improvement daily while moving mountains carefully
I lean to the left from cold winds diverting me
away from my best efforts and reactions
but my road to liberation is gaining traction
for only serenity I am asking
the most priceless
yet few are grasping
I am growing through the cracks in the concrete
Mother nature must think that I am a beast
bent on challenging her theories
when in fact I am peace
in the form of a strong stemmed entity
breaking laws where the smallest of flaws in the system lie
I am eco-destiny on the rise
When some of the others never even tried.
