White Rose.

Have you ever seen a white rose be desecrated ? Something so elegant, so peaceful and harmless be destroyed from the outside in ? I do. Every day. 

With paint. With harmful physical abuse. With slow killing chemicals and sprays. Taking something so pure and crushing it hurts to see. Every time i have the opportunity to hold on in my hands, cherish one in my arms one seems to thing “Why?” Why do we do it ? How can we live with doing this ? This world has no right to say these aren’t “Beautiful” or “God’s greatest creations”. I love these and i can’t stand them being push aside and set around like toys waiting to be played with.

You know what these White Roses are ?

you.