Flowers

April is the cruelest month Flowers grow but humans slump I send my blessings to the dying Shout my curses to the ump Shout my verses through the wires Don't let my verses shrivel up Travel mercies far and wide Don't persecute Don't persecute Don't persecute me Don't turn away your eyes when the curtains blow Keep a little fire when the going's slow Hear these words: you will survive You've been through highs, and you've been through lows Stay sensitized Stay sanitized Stay standing high Don't lose your glow I seen nurses smile wide I seen hearses pimped in gold Quarantine, quarantine, had to close Streets so clean, gangs had to pause Girls chase school lunch Santa Claus While the boys sing unseen canticles I hope come May time, flowers show I smell them now through my window Quarantine, quarantine, had to close Quarantine, quarantine, had to close How come Black Death has a thing for black souls How come black and brown jobs are always essential Grew up watching black hands working healing black dough Black kingdom can't stand if the lungs can't hold Round and round and round and round the wheel of luck go Heard the same song twice, one was sweet and one slow It said don't sacrifice your life, it told the team to let go Oh, but we don't let go No no, we don't let go Quarantine, quarantine, had to close Streets so clean, gangs had to pause Girls chase school lunch Santa Claus While the boys sing unseen canticles I hope come May time, flowers show I smell them now through my window Quarantine, quarantine, had to close Quarantine, quarantine, had to close