- Revival - Poem by Donte Jamal Whisenant

These roses wilt too soon…
and I do not ask why.
Will tears revive this dusty bloom,
one more shot at life?

The idea of promise sounds too sweet,
too deeply rooted in hope,
to not let the dozen be labeled as mulch.

My efforts are most likely in vain,
but saying that I tried would not be,
even though I don’t try as much.

These tears fall too late…
and I know why all too well.
The bouquet’s now gone too soon…
a swing… and a miss.