Don'T Pluck the Roses

So now don't pluck the roses Only thing left at peace A simple flower, that blooms at ease Stuck in soil It can not move They dance to songs They sing to tunes So now don't pluck the roses Because other creatures- Of this realm They send 'fire-crackers' To some other lands The ones that they count as,-'not their friends' So now don't pluck the roses The roses laugh when they hear them fight The roses laugh to their dying sights They hear some scream, whilst they hear some rest They know that they have made simple life- Simple life, sound like a test So now don't pluck the roses Just hear them dance Let them sing, as they burst into laughs Let the roses- See- If We have left ourselves, a single chance