The eerie sunflowers bloomed black and yellow
With dark aspirations to expand their influence
Stealthily they crept across the grassy field
Coming like tiny green stemmed soldiers
No rifles in hand only chloroplast warriors
To find their fond enemy ripping them from their roots
Till the field was filled with their corpses
Scattered petals pleading for mercy that never came
Losing some loved ones to a wicked bouquet
Bequeathed to a beloved who tossed them away
Between the killing field and the black back alley way
Is where those tragic sunflowers lay in decay
Displayed in their grotesque and dying forms
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 11:43 AM UTC
The eerie sunflowers bloomed black and yellow
With dark aspirations to expand their influence
Stealthily they crept across the grassy field
Coming like tiny green stemmed soldiers
No rifles in hand only chloroplast warriors
To find their fond enemy ripping them from their roots
Till the field was filled with their corpses
Scattered petals pleading for mercy that never came
Losing some loved ones to a wicked bouquet
Bequeathed to a beloved who tossed them away
Between the killing field and the black back alley way
Is where those tragic sunflowers lay in decay
Displayed in their grotesque and dying forms
