Concrete Rose
Alone in a world full of people
To you I still remain unseen,
Silently hidden in shadow.
Your eyes never linger
long enough to glimpse me,
yet I am still here; beautiful
You pass by me every day,
yet never take the time to look - only if you would stop,
you'd surely be amazed.
Long years I have spent here,
struggling to survive,
my determination strong,
my will unwavering; I will make it.
Hopelessness I won't allow to touch me,
nor depression to take hold.
Nothing can make me give up;
I'll never fold.
For I'm the rarest piece of creation,
a winner at the odds; I can't be broken,
not by mortal or by GOD,
for I'm the rose that grew
from concrete, and I shall prevail.
About the Creator
Edward Val
I'm a poet by nature and a Soldier by trade and my writing reflects my experiences not only in life but also in war. I use writing as way to express myself and deal with the horrors I've seen and hope my words can help my fellow Veterans.
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