A mesmerizing red rose
So fragile with no guardians
Refuses to die, to give in
For it acknowledges the priceless history it possesses
Its petals ever so bright
Its redness blinds you
Ready to show the word the historians who shed their blood for it
For us all to rejoice and appreciate the little we have.
It's thorny stem growing strong showing the world all that it endured
Manifesting its strength.
For the rose is the heart of this land
Through it we shall all know what true beauty is
Copyright © Hlengiwe Phiri | Year Posted 2019
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