Wishing On Dandelion Seed

Who dared to cut you down, rub your face in the dirt? I wish shame on anyone who got entertainment from your hurt. I admire your vigore, your bravery and grace. I watched you stand your ground as you wiped tears from your face. Never mind the weak minded who pick on people like us they are clueless of the useless validation they seek. I made a wish and blew on dandelion seed. I wished to be a someone kinder who shows the world a better way, my wish was granted for me today. It's so sad to see a world that has lost all it's faith. I pity those who would steal anyone's light, plucking dandilions, angry at their yellow being too bright. How stupid they are to pick on people like us. I use the magic they waste and let karma give them their taste. How dare they think they have the right to judge so freely? What a waste to uproot and disgaurd such possibilities and potential in the dandelion, you, and me. I made a wish on dandelion seed, I besheeched anyone who dared call us or such a flower with wish granting power a weed.