Forgotten Flowers

 

Forgotten Flowers

How many young women have to die?

How many mothers have to cry?

While those in charge turn a blind eye

At the blood and the violence,

the lives lost and the hate,

how many more hearts

will stop beating as we wait?

There is a garden full of nameless,

forgotten flowers

that have been hastily plucked and pushed aside,

leaving not a trace of their warmth, their beauty, their stolen grace.

Over this garden the sun rises and falls

And in the still moonlight the forgotten flowers whisper their calls;

"Don't forget us", "Remember me"," Please"

 

With Love and Remembrance, Always

LaLa

June 30, 2009

Comments

[Joanna]

These "paintings" are just beautiful and I love how you add a touch of happiness to each picture. I understand how devastating the subject is and your work offers a bit of hope. Brilliant!

[LaLa]

I am so pleased that you understand the meaning and purpose of this collection. No matter how ugly the subject and the situation I always believe that there is a bit of hope!