Photo Blog Series 30

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walk by the flowering plant

sing them a sweet song
talk to them about future
and the need to be strong

they may bloom or wither

you must keep walking on
should they wither then
do not be holding on

there is only one way

they say, and it is ahead
too many curses all around
either to kill or to behead

no need for art hereon

its gonna be unheard of
love is for yesterday
it is the reign of hatred now

don't express, its fatal

it will turn around on you
don't make noise, shhh!!
or flowers will die too

art isn't for us

everything is a lie
to live in these sick times
might as well die!