Shower Fight

Have you ever seen a Flower

A Single Blooms every Hour

But when comes the shower

They fight

Instead of soaring up like a kite

They became a revolting sight 

Lowering themselves without delight

It is beyond not right

Soaring to new height

One day we will find our pedals of color

And grow strong through no shawl or galore

This poem is about: 
Our world
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