We're still fighting life
as if we stand a chance against Death.

"We don't want you inside our borders but we will try to get inside yours"

They fell asleep to the sound of rattling chains
And dream to sell its lullaby

We live in a world where people introduce themselves with names of honor, but refuse to act accordingly.

Openness is vulnerability and vulnerability is beautiful. That's why we love roses.

Though. Many of us are afraid of getting pricked by thorns in places that already hurt. So instead of simply trying to hold on to the rose, many admire it from a distance.
Until the chance of actually holding & keeping it dies.

Did they forget that rose petals have healing properties too?