10 February 2013
Note: this is not lovey dovey and a bit gloomy really. A sad political valentine.
Hearts in pink and red Kisses hanging everywhere by golden threads
I got the card, drew the hearts and wrote "I am yours" Now off to town to buy the roses and some of the chocolates he adores
It's not as crowded as a couple of years ago But some still go down buying things saying "I love you so"
Can't see any roses in my street today We always did have roses here like it's always May
On one side I see people with loving sparkles in their eyes On the other side I see people like me looking for roses, hearing their sighs
I wasn't gonna walk till the end of my street to the oldest flower shop But my valentine is really sweet so am not gonna stop
I reached there hoping that my old friend would have some roses hidden inside He knows me from when I was ten and used to give me flowers when I fell and cried
"Hey, where did all the roses go?" He answered with tears "they are on the graves of the young people who gave their life for this country to grow"
No More Roses • Opuss № I