A Rose To a Weed
What is a rose to a weed,
The latter we fight,
The other we feed,
One grows in spite,
It takes over with greed,
What is a rose to a weed.
When will a rose use it's thorns,
We cut them for love,
They are picked as we mourn,
For those we think of,
For those we adorn,
When will a rose use it's thorns.
Can a weed be a flower in bloom,
They grow in the wild,
With petals which loom,
Admired by a child,
Like wild flowers assumed,
Can a weed be a flower in bloom.
Why is perceived beauty admired,
A rat and a rabbit,
Not equally desired,
Caterpillars are maggots,
Presuppositions are liars,
Why is perceived beauty admired.
So now, what is a rose to a weed,
Can't a weed be a flower in bloom,
When will a rose use it's thorns,
I ponder such queries till expired,
Such as, perceived beauty admired.
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