All my life I've been walking

On Thorns and Thorns and Thorns

No matter what I do

Its 'Thorns' all that I get

They greet me on every street

Every path I tread

Littered and strewn

Over every bed I slept

Some prick like 'Needles'

Some stab like 'Daggers'

Thriving on the colors

They ooze from my brains

But Lo' a fragrance

From not very far away

Allures me to go

On and On and On

To forget the pain the agony

And the hurting 'Thorn'

Whispering in my ears

"Its only roses you'll get

From bursting 'Thorns'

Only roses from

Bursting 'Thorns'".

$kuki