Poem -
THE POPPIES
We are made into the cruelest addictive drug known to mankind
Yet we symbolise remembrance and hope
We've grown in battlefields and ooz a gushing vibrant blood red
Some consider us a symbol for peace
When you look at us from afar we portray a beautiful red carpet in meadows
Yet we encompass everything that is ugly about you!
We are the poppies.
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Powerful write Aaron...I have the same problem with glorifying our ugliness given that we repeadedly learn nothing at all ...soon we will run out of colours 😑