Stones

        Stones

Stones.

Yes, stones. As in stones

What else do you hear?  Like I am strong

But there is one things you’ all are so wrong about;

I don’t exist to destroy the weak. I mean to give them my back

You just use me wrongly. That is all.

In colors, I differ and I still accept me.

You ‘all can’t see that if you aren’t doing the same.

And, stop criticizing me for destroying flowers with thorns

Flowers whose help you use to break people with a lie called ‘love’.

You really think Rose likes how her blood is always shed to seal a lie?

Yet most of you are so fond of where you grow up from.

What do you think makes her different? You after all claim that she lives.

Yet you murder her in cold blood.

I don’t breath according to you despicable humans.

With a bright smile, I would rather just exist than live like you do.

I charge towards you with the named me Stones. Not that I am many

Just that I stand for all of them which make me contented with variety.

Let’s see what you got Human. That’s mine; I will take you to court if you touch it.

Your selfish personalisation knows no bounds.

We stand tall in some places, even though we don’t grow

You still fear us.
 

What is so important about breathing?

When you are out of that whatever ...Oxygen?

You’re buried under me. But breathing must be great

That it’s worth it, maybe …. what a joke.Hahahahh

You can lie but I know how you tremble when you hear his name

The  gentleman , called  Death.

How do I know?

You use my aid everywhere , remember.

Y'all welcome by the way,

For us being the foundation of your shelters and as your stepping tools.

You even go ahead to feed us blood

You make us so dirty and we hate drinking

We can’t even  eat ,so DO NOT smear your dirty lives on us .

OR I shall rise up and step on you too !
     
                         ~Aline Amike~