A flower...
I saw a flower.
A tiny blossom,
a dazzling piece,
a single bit
of endless life.
A tower...
I saw a tower.
A man's deed,
a huge sign,
mind-boggling as it seems,
twisting minds of power.
A man had walked a long way.
Ahead he went,
apart from all, from all...
And as he walked
he trod on it.
What?!
The tiny blossom,
stubborn life
in city strife,
right in front the mighty tower.
He looked aslank
as if to check
if all the world was still around him.
No time to waste,
no time to think
of petty crimes.
Smashed petals
just make the way
a little lighter...
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