Why And For how long Why can’t beauty, just be admired Why does it attract hatred Why does one want to own it Why can’t it be set free Free as it can be Mother Earth Births
Why do we hold hostage
Boundaries are set Why can’t they be respected Why A sheet of white, admired Cold and clean Struck and sprayed Unawares, the innocent not spared Scarlet, cries everywhere Why And for how long 🥀