Can’t get the rose without the thorn
A horn without a kill
A need without a seed
And a seed needs a feed
It takes what it can’t get
It grows persistently
Because it’s story needed to be told and not to be sold
The sun came out
It blazed and it burnt
It left a mark
And it will never go away
Because it’s beams are everlasting
Even in the deep dark night
It snuck up on the moon
And still shines it’s light
A red rose with a prickly thorn
It’s plucker had to shed blood for it
The blood caused a flood
Like one that had be struck by a sword
It left a mark
That mark will never go away
Because it struck so deep
And even though the wound felt healed
It was never sealed
It will last forever
It will bring pain and pleasure
It will always be a treasure
That beautiful red rose with a thorn
That thorn will never be gone
Because you can’t get a rose without a thorn
(C) Nina Fabunmi 2018
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