Penance
I was once like them. Tall, still, the sun shining off my ebony complexion giving me a glorious gleam. Much like them, I would stand around day to day conversing with my fellow peers, all whom were like me but at the same time looked as if they came from across the world. But that was all long before I stopped abiding by the rules, stopped caring. Long before I was cast out from being one of those absolute ideals. Now I am just a mere bush, beside a trio of impeccable statues. Maybe if I truly wanted to keep my position, I would’ve worked harder to follow the decree.
I like how you took on the perspective of he bush beside the statues! I also liked the descriptive language you used such as, glorious, abiding, impeccable, and conversing.
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