Roses of the Field
Roses Of The Field
Village square has flowers of rare coloration
Not appearing in nature
Painted, ugly, plastic without a scent
Aromas are condemned, not authorized by local politics
Illegal in the kingdom and the region
To sell or grow or pick a living plant or flower
Is punishable and the penalty is death
Flowers are the enemy of the state according to government decree
Citizens and country folk must buy their plastic flowers every week
A dozen at a time to help with taxes
To avoid execution for non-compliance naturally
Roses that come from nature have lovely fragrances
If you come to our town wearing one
You will be executed on the spot and planted like a tree
Decapitation is a possibility
People with real flowers or plants are gambling
Face termination every day, but only once
So to the mountain out of sight I pedal day and night
My bike and I hide out on weekends with my aromatic friends
A patch of deep red roses wait for me behind the little orange fence
Next to the brook and yellow shack we hid from authorities
Thorns cause pain but not the same
As government intervention
I touch and smell the real petals on my flowers and they touch back
We must conceal our love from state and plastic fakes
And hide beneath our bed of roses for nature’s sake
Created on 12/17/14 for Mystic Rose - ROSES ROSES ROSES – Poetry Contest
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