Crumbling Flower Crowns

Photography: Ellie Johnson, @elliejohnno

Adorn them with flowers

For their love and their fight

For the spirits they stand for

And the ones who have to still hide

Award them for standing tall

As they call the end of bloodshed

With scraped knees and bruises

For mankind have stained the fields

From afar and close

With bodies lying dead at our doors

Our flowers call out for social change

With the pain and rage

Switched out for peace

For equal rights for every flower

But with all the love

With all that fight

What was it for?

As we now find ourselves

Slowly heading back to the starting line

Returning with aged crumbling flower crowns.

by Anayis N. Der Hakopian

(also featured in Bloom I06)

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