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Life is but a petal on a flower.
It’s not the only important part of everything.
It just makes it prettier.
No, it’s not necessary for the flower to move on.
Some things are.
Things like love.
Love is the roots.
It soaks up everything it can reach.
Things like attention.
Attention is the bees
Who swarm to the flower.
Who let the flower know that something cares about it.
Then there are the unnecessary things
That are there.
Things like hatred.
Hatred is the humans
That come and pick the flowers
Cutting off their life
And treat the flower’s corpse with such disrespect
Such as plucking each petal away for a silly fortune-telling game that doesn’t work,
Or shove it in a vase,
Crowding it with many other dead flower corpses.
Things like happiness.
Happiness is the humans
That move the flower
To somewhere with better living conditions.
The world is but a fragile flower.
Treat it with respect,
And beautiful things will happen.
- by microangel31 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/09/2010 |
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