The Death Flower

In the middle of an abandoned churchyard

Stands a lily, who all pass by 

Growing in Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall

Just simply refusing to die

Some people called it unnatural

As they plucked it from the ground

But when the sun came up the very next day

Again, that flower was found

Day after day they would break its stem

Like a thousand times before

But the lily would be resurrected

And spring to life once more

It was even covered with gasoline

As they stood and watched it burn

Once again, while everyone slept

The flower would just return

They decided to bring their shovels

And dig 'til there was nothing to save

And that's when they found out this lily

Was a marker for an unknown grave

A little girl that was long since missing

Abducted in the night while she slept

Never found, and they never knew

The secret that this lily had kept

Her body was moved to a graveyard

With a gravestone to mark where she lay

But before the funeral had ended

The lily grew back that day

Reviews

[IAmGhost120]

The resiliency of life? Very interesting and clever, using a flower as a metaphor. I love the imagery in this one, especially the actions of those who try to destroy it. The only stanza I found out of place was the fourth one; somehow, the whole "covering with gasoline" thing didn't feel as romantic as the other things they did to the lily. But still, great write.