Hana Blackflower

Rookie (July 7,1993 / Alcester)

Thorns - Poem by Hana Blackflower

Roses are red,
children are dead,
Roseblood, like rubies,
flows down from their heads;
People are dying,
children are crying;
Why must we all stand around
while they're signing
their names,
and lives,

(Note: this was originally a song (^_^) *smile*)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2008

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