The bitter blooms

THE BITTER BLOOMS

The bitter blooms

they congregates, they tugs

they invade to haul

tugging set their feet behind success

Ah they tugs and hauls 

purposing pangs endowed

when failed they fall

tugging chains intersected sent them heel

Their feets fixed rearwards

Oh mythical flame, jealous herd.

why can't illusion lapsed,

Ah learn, destiny is like a wide tree cut down by saw

it destination changes not

only changes in direction lands

Antagonistic drift to current,

fashions longers will

Pressures not wasteful labor.

Empty venture,

Futile yield ever 

remains, else ally.