Can you tell me why?
Is there a reason?
Why roses are wilting?
Why dandelions are losing wishes?
Petals are fallen;
A thousand of them scattered.
Crimson and carmine;
Bleeding and losing beauty.
When there is a white rose,
There is innocence and purity;
As each white petal dry and fall,
Another innocent life is gone.
Every daisy has many souls;
When blown away or wilted,
A life becomes fallen and lost,
Broken apart from hope.
Thorns are taking over the stem
As they guard the petals
Before the outsiders intrude,
Taking them without a reason.
Sadly, the thorns were not enough
As each life becomes broken apart;
Fading away into the wind’s blow,
Consumed alive by unwanted guests.
Death comes by,
To take every fallen petal;
Heaven awaits for them,
To escape from Hell’s allies.
Please, stop this madness.
Please, end the pain.
Enough with the massacre.
Enough with the blood thirst.
Can you see what you are doing?
Can you see the pain you have brought?
Can you see the dew within the eyes?
Can you see the shrivel within the petals?
Somebody please stop them.
Please stop the deadly invaders,
Before I become one of the fallen petals;
Before I become buried alive.