white roses

clowns without makeup
flawless faces wilting with time
american flag draped across a donkey

they say the queen doesn't like white roses,
so we have to paint them red,
hide what they really are
to satisfy her desires

but i see clowns without makeup
roaming the streets near the county fair
they're showing their true colors:
whoever saw a red nose anyway?
and what is so beautiful about red roses?

they say the queen doesn't like white roses




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Written on 2012-08-25 at 19:52

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
This I like and understand , Tomas , well written so well expressed.
Ken
2012-08-25

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