"Teflon Rose"
by Ti'kal Storm Rydah
expressive childsometimes wild
erstwhile mild
multi-coloured rose
refractions of an obscene world
its arms attempt
to open wide
in the light of a world
full of fake people's snide
create in it persistence
nurture slime resistance
so that it can learn to finally Be
immune to a world full of anti-"free"
.oO~Oo.
from the seed of a steed
bursting forth in two-spirit decree
Obara'she is the lamp
with the Sagittarius "see"
though the rose stems out from concrete
doesn't mean that from light it's deplete
from o'er the tops of the projects
love arrives godspeed and complete
the radiation is hopeful
as it overpowers the dim morning star
which might have overlooked the ghetto
with its brilliance as far away as Mars
a lucky glimmer reaches some car
to then bounce off broken mason jar
finally reaching each closing arm
shining rays of hope
begin protecting rose from harm
.oO~Oo.
with pulsing warmness, once again
sky embraces ground
love reaches inside deeply
and unites with it profound
the rose in concrete
although
sewer-fed
remains
superconscious-led
and sees itself
as still a rose
not a treaded victim
of a defeated thought
just as some random leaf gets caught
in the inexorableness
of autumnal onslaught
lost in the throes
of transformation
expected death transfiguration
in a back-to-earth type of machination
it instead, celebrates
in all its chlorophyll'd glory
following the lines of an upbeat story
higher
transpire
away from people's
conjur'd up vampirez
sent to cower in the corners of your room
whispering to your godhead
the meaning of gloom
and its evil twin doom
click on the switch
call that bloodsucker a bytch
undead thoughts
have no place in your life
causing any unnecessary stryfe
look forwards
towards the sun
no need to live your life
under another person's gun
force all the shadows
to lag far behind
and blow away those cobwebs
from the inner recesses of your mind
let them extend themselves in length
and do not allow them any space
they will diminish in their strength
as brimming light washes every trace
move away from thoughts of death
without any residue of fear
let the warm-filled light
dry off every streaming tear
as your arms now widen and open
back into their natural fullness
remain grateful to Universal Mother
for protection and for cover
drawn up to the sun
like salvation by your eternal lover
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