Your Flowers

An unmindful erasure
Short of effort to care, they took your flowers
Their system took your figure, no love to spare
Just a product here

An ambition sum all dressed up in deference, another chance to lose
Allowed you to grow, nourished and praised every word
A vile protocol (to keep you down when you fall)

They take your flowers, another grace afforded
Uncertain and resentful
Unmoved, fixated

A fragile light to grow in
A bitter censure
A grave of their design

Abandon misrule, embrace the unheard

A vile protocol to make claim in your world
More reason to exist in spite of harm

Allowed you to grow, published and sold every word
Ambition disposed

They take your flowers, another grace afforded
Uncertain and resentful
Unmoved, fixated

A fragile light to grow in
A bitter censure
A grave of their design

No love