Prose - A Flower Where You Once Stood


People don’t want to die
But they want to go to heaven
They don’t want to pay the price
But ask to be forgiven
They lay in the sun
Yet judge by the color of skin
They want to change
But cling to where they’ve been
To receive their daily tender
Without earning it first
Is the easiest path
And from you they will coerce
Believing in their own greatness
Yet trying so very hard
To conceal their true selves
They always remain on guard
The price of the ego
Is the cost of your soul
The gift of your heart
Is the blessing someone stole
To withstand the pain of loss
We walk a lonely path
Embracing a material curse
And rejecting John’s bath
Instead we are awash in sin
Of the flesh and mind
A hedonistic rationalization
What did we expect to find?
As desire causes suffering
Introspection causes pain
But the journey to the mountaintop
Will turn fire into rain
As you wash away your doubts
And your need for approval
The sun will open your heart
And begin fear's removal
And on the day you awaken
To a new world brotherhood
You will become a blessing to others
And there will be a flower where you once stood

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dahoglund 5 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

Up and beautiful. I have outlived my parents and my oldest brother. It is always sad to lose those close to you.

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resspenser 5 years ago from South Carolina

Nice poem, meaningful and insightful.

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Field-Of-Flowers 5 years ago from Midwest, USA

Hi The Suburban Poet a well-written great poem.

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Doug Turner Jr. 5 years ago

"rejecting John's bath" -- nice and subtle. You offer sound advice and lament our human situation without ever sounding preachy. Good flow.

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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Doug - Thank you. I definitely don't want to preach; I was somewhat forced to comment about my Christian references in my bio because I don't want to be pigeon-holed. It is more figurative and cultural than pointing a certain way to salvation/enlightenment/whatever you're looking for. In this instance the bath is the cleansing of the soul which in my case I find covered in the wrong kind of messages from those who wish to separate me from my money and my mind.

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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@dahoglund - Thank you. I always appreciate it when you take the time to read and comment. Yes it is sad to lose those whom you love. I am bracing myself for my father's demise...

@resspenser - Thank you for commenting and being so kind.

@Field of Flowers - Thank you very much. Again you are too kind to say these things. Great is hard to live up too... it's a matter of telling you how I feel. If you get my meaning and actually think about it, even for only a moment then I feel I've accomplished something.

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Majadez 5 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

Breathtaking! Out of all your hubs that I've read so far, this one now stands out the most to be. Sad and true but the beauty and hope lies in breaking free!

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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Majadez - Thank you! And to think I was gapping mentally recently. I was having some serious writer's block but then a brief conversation turned my brain back on.

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Teylina 5 years ago

Another great one. Doesn't take much to turn our brains on if we allow it. Sometimes, just an overheard phrase works! This was beautiful. If you read I take on my mom's death (getting a grip), you'll know I truly understand the feeling of not being able to live up to "great" - never will be able to, but the feeling is gone. Flowers may have a lot more to do with it than I thought! Hers and mine. Thank you, SP.

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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Teylina - Hey! I owe you a few more acknowledgements. I appreciate you reading my stuff. I guess if you turn your heart around and open up to helping others it's like giving someone some flowers. That's all I was trying to say...

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Teylina 5 years ago

Well, you do it and you do it well. Thanks for all my bouquets!

linda 4 years ago

Nice! I like your message here!

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Didge 4 years ago from Southern England

thank you for sharing!

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