I Found A Rose - Poem by martel alexis
I found a rose
between a rose bud
and a dieing rose
neither pick nor pulled
grown from the seed and into the vines
one day the rose will die as though as the other
the bud will die as though as the others
but i plucked the dieing rose to put it out of its misserary
i plucked the rose bud to put it out of its misserary
and i left the rose for its process has begun
and at that moment i stood between an old man
and i child
and there was I as the old man fainted upon the grown
and yes there i was as the child bled from its nose
the color of the rose.
and there i was not a scratch but still hurt.
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