Red Rose

How does something so beautiful exist in this world?

Rose

Red rose, red rose,

so sweet and full of hope.

Can you share you're beauty with me? 

Red rose, red rose, red rose,

tell me how you do it?

How do you grow with such perfection,

when the world around us

is going up in smoke.

 

Red rose, red rose,

tell me why?

Why people complain

about the pain

And never do something about it?

Why do they rely

On the people who lie,

to fix the world around them

 

Red rose, red rose,

so sweet and pure,

tell me why money, why riches untold,

control those who control the world.

Tell me why medicine,

treats the symptoms and not the problem.

Can you tell me why the side effects

seem worse then the afflection.

Where did the caring go?

Where people loose help and let go,

wouldn't it be better

if people tried harder

to extend a hand below.

 

Red rose, red rose,

so sweet and full of hope,

you can not tell me why the world

is going up in smoke.

You hold no control over those

who act selfishly,

who seek to contrain

those who speak the truth,

when the truth is worse then the lies.

 

Red rose, red rose,

I'll never forget you.

You've taugh me,

that even in this world,

of hate, and greed, and envy,

beauty will always exist.

 

Reviews

[SilentDreamer]

Awesome. Flows nicely and asks some very complex questions I wish I knew the answers to. Good job. :D

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Very beautiful ! ... and hard questions too.... wish your red rose have the answers , because I don't -:) Yossi

[fallen angel]

beautiful poem and so true to the way the world is