Revival (poem)

The cities geometric gems sing out to me like church hymns

concrete slabs where broken soles drag

concrete slabs where people stand for perceived truth on broken legs

all I see is a soul that begs

for nourishment

no flowers in the city but it has such potential for flourishing

if theses seeds would bloom then soon the harvest would be complete

if we the water would flood these streetsIMG_2828

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