Garden In

Theme: Flower
Title: Blood Red Roses

Thrown into the den of dust
Sun baking us till we wear a crust
Eyes drooling with blood
Killing for a God that holds our lives
Wisdom sometimes have a reverse gear

We foolishly fight to defend God
This question begging to bear fruits
Who then is the God,
He who holds all or we that fight to defend him?
This earth is a garden of roses that bleed crimson

Thomas Tee2emm Bot