FLOWERS DOWN THE LOC
The flowers had bloomed and swayed and bloomed
On the other side of the line, or be doomed
But the wind with his masterful hand
Had done God’s important errand.
The flowers had been forced to go to the other side
Fighting and resisting the windy ride.
They had been forced to call the truce,
Their egos had suffered a huge bruise.
The flowers on the other side had raised their arrogant heads
The leader of them, the tallest one, to all of them said
“They have offered to come to this side but that won’t be allowed,
The rule made by us, our own God must always be followed.”
God had smiled and changed ‘His’ rule
The wind had started as a breeze cool
And swept them away towards the line
The force was surprising of the breeze so fine.
The flowers had met but argued still
Argued and argued all day till
Their exhausted bodies had sank to the floor
And waited for the end that was in store.
God had sighed and realized at last
No matter, the wind blew how fast
The head had to bow, the heart give inOr else no one would be forgiven for their sins.
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