'Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's laws wrong, it learned to walk without having feet. Funny, it seems to by keeping it's dreams; it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else even cared.'
- Tupac Shakur, The Rose That Grew from Concrete
BIGbrownROSES's insight
We are all roses. NO matter where the seed has been planted, it grew into a rose none the less. We are all roses. NO matter what shade of red, it was a rose none the less. We are all growing. NO matter which stage we are at, all roses grew none the less.
A rose that grows through the crack of a concrete has presistence, yet never noticed. Why do the presistant growers suffer the most? Maybe because the big man above knows its own little strength.
Little rose between those cracks, Your world is sandwiched but yet you rose and became the sandpaper. You sand down those sharp edges of grey, to smooth the path for your bold and vibrant red colours to spray. To spray the colourless world of gray. To something more vibrant and bold than the colour gray.
R E D
Spring forth your little roses, through those cracks of grey. - BBR
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Written by brother Tupac 🌷
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