When death and his friends walked by it,
It simply smiled and sank a little into its soil.
When its fresh air started to pollute, like the water it sapped on,
It simply smiled and sank a little into its soil.
When it sees the dusk rises out of the ground,
It simply smiled and sank a little into its soil.
When the kids that knew of his presence, showered him with their blood,
It simply smiled and sank a little into its soil.
When a soft hand tendered to its ravaged petals,
When a sweet lip whispered comforts into its stems,
And
When its thorns were bathed in clear water,
It simply cried and grew a little towards the bright sun.
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I would like to translate this poem
Awesome! what a lovely poetic picture. I have something similar, A Rose. Loved the last line. Well done!