Broom

Here is life, the white that was given to us,
when it thins out, Never see it when it leaves

So I can bottle it up and light my way with it,
like I do these fireflies

Two hundred and forty pounds jump, run and catch,
and the ants look surprise?

What floats this cement balloon?
stab its side, it only groans for a while and stitches itself up

And all from a blast, what a blast it was

Here is life, no more no less, there never was, there never will be,

Tis is as you wished  No more no less,
the effort separates us Defines us, creates us

Life is life, life is for life,

why then must regrets consummate my mind,

So!

Bloom think about the mud for a minute, stand shake,
Open up let the sin in, bend but do not break

Denying yourself the friendship choke of the rubble

Had on your shoulders retch, move apart and  bloom

if you take your time all that matter is see you bloom

Do you bloom for others or do you bloom for you

do they know the struggles that go through
Just to raise you shoulders and show them you can bloom

Do , do  when the world is asleep? as we dream everyday like a blind man

Thin and stretch, leap, jump and retch,
do you like how you know feel

The world forgets after a while so bloom
just like you would and wanted to, too and bloom

no matter your tribal and ethnic hindrances

by Victor Samuel