!!Fragile Existence!!
In the garden it sways, with flamboyance,
the flower far from its bunch.
Some were plucked, and many crushed,
their destiny to fade and hunch.
There afar stood the giant mounts,
their peak kissing the soft white sky.
Pale and barren it was quarried,
the rattling stones that stay and cry.
Far echoed sounds, the harp's pristine tunes,
and a harmony of Capella amplifies.
Silence shatters the smoky voices,
and an undertone of your cries.
Beauty descended from heavens,
it's colors so vivid and bright.
Some irked a few and some pleased many,
To us, only Black and White.
