Poetry About Roses and Justice
Poetry About Roses and Justice
Red is my color
Symbolizes courage
So many people like me
But I don’t live long
Beautiful and sharp
Prickly but not painful
Has the meaning of love
Easy to find
Fight stalks in the world
Doesn’t make me worth it
Beautiful only for a while
When plucked I will wither
I’m just a little beauty
Don’t understand justice
Does justice exist?
I wish I lived longer
