If you insult someone you might stunt
Their inclination to become what they dream to be,
And we know the world would be a horrible place
With one less writer want-to-be.
Oftentimes gardens sit and decay
Because nobody has the courage
To burn them away
So the next time you see
A garden of weeds,
Be a bit rough...
That's all that they need.
get rid of all the crap involving flowers and post some poems involving helicopters
I agree Jack, no sense in killing off everything in the garden, just a bit of rough prunning does wonders. Nicely put! Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And death to political correctness! Too true, Jack: why be PC when it comes to criticism? True 'constructive' criticism comes from the guts, not from diplomacy.