flowers
have done us
no harm,
no tragedy,
no sadness,
to our souls.
and yet
we tear them away
from their sheltered homes
and theri loving families.
we cut their veins and
pick off their petals
for the sake of love.
we destroy their loveliness
and just watch them
wither and wilt to dust.
worst of all,
we give them awat
to people
who don't love us.
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tragedy
Poetry[a collection of poetry] tragedy (n.) 1) an event causing great suffering, destruction, and distress, such as a serious accident, crime, or natural catastrophe. 2) dealing with a serious or somber theme, typically that of a great person desti...
