With petals once damaged, fragile and worn, In a world that left scars, where love seemed torn, I sought solace in the backyard, my space, Where healing began, at a tender pace.
In a world forever damaging, so cruel, Where judgment and hate became the fool, I learned to love fiercely, my people, dear, For within their embrace, I found solace near.
No racist souls could shatter my stride, For love's stronghold in my heart would abide, In the backyard, where whispers of hope replace, The pain inflicted by a discriminatory race.
Institutionalized systems, so rigid and cold, Failed to stain the green backyard I behold, For within those vibrant hues, my strength did grow, A shield against the flames this world would throw.
In a world where fires spiral, relentless and wild, I stood strong with love, a brave reconciled. With every petal, I bloomed, resilient and pure, For in love's embrace, my spirit would endure.
So let them try to damage, to harm, to maim, In the backyard's sanctuary, love shall reign. I've learned to rise, to heal, to mend, For love's power, in the end, transcends.
With each passing day, my petals unfurl, Defying the darkness that once made life swirl, In the backyard's haven, love's flame burns bright, Guiding me forward, through both day and night.
For love, dear friend, is the antidote. Against a world that damages, it has the greatest vote. In my green backyard, I wash away strife, And embrace love's healing, an eternal life.
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