a daisy for rita mary

carry a daisy for Rita Mary

to the gates of the death camp

where weapons are made.

daisies dance on the back

of this place where

little men play God.

bear witness, little flower,

to the finality of life.

the truth of resurrection.

rita mary, sweet lady of the daisies,

march with us.

tomorrow we’ll sing

and raise fistfuls of daisies

as we dance the

life back into this land.

a dance of defiance upon which

so much depends.