For Tupac

Its thorns got heavy

pushing through the cracks

it thought it so much easier

to die or turn back

squeezing through this concrete

in order to grow

when no one waters me

I’ve got no home

but maybe through the darkness

there will shine a brighter day

I will be the rose that grew

from

concrete

I will emerge with

real eyes on me

as I realize my dream

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