Tulips, the untold truth of it

I always say I'd rather come back as a roach then a chicken. Poor things, as I eat a wing.

I mean, it's gotta be maddening to have wings which don't work. but yeah tasty fkrs

thanks much for you presence and words, lady

Like vegans crying animal rights
Cruelty
Cruelty

Yet having not a second thought to the plant based life they slaughter on a daily basis.

as those quirky foreign guys Opus sang in the 80s  "life is life, la la la la-la"  

cheers, good fellow

the ugly truth of the beauty grown, sold and bought.
Deep, provocative and evocative ink dear sir Lep.

Thanks, good sir  

,was born from a conversation I was about to have (rant) about the life and times of the chicken but when I thought about it )split second stuff) I said "......well ok there's probably the tulip" then went into a rant accordingly

mucho appreciate-o

The chicken is actually a personal symbol of courage for me. The chicken must be brave in the face of its numerous predators, and only in fear can we know our true nerve.

But it did just occur to me that they can probably increase their chances of survival by tiptoeing through the tulips.

Hullo  and welcome


Terribly sorry I missed this, SonderNinja

I like your thinking, 'cept even with the bravery it'll eventually end up fast food. I do think it is one of the most abused species on the planet

thank you much for your presence and thought print

very deep.  
Tulips...beautiful and tender and life is just a little!
Liked your words!..

Hullo

You're very kind, Lady and I'm sure just like a tulip yourself. thanks much for your visit and thought prints

better to be tasty than pretty, eh!

I'm pleased to find your writing. You're making me think.

it’s as if beauty & naïvety is a crime .. & who better gentle poet of all the mostly rough n tough du.. can even ever think of the plight of a simple rustic beauteous tulip than you Lepz .. & that struck me hard when you put in such life & death .. black & red emotive .. to the tulip .. talks much of the heartlessness & violence & lies & dramatics   the (in)human(un)kind is in .. kaliyuga as we say..      
 
sure the  the hope is there .. in your write from the writer that exudes such soulfulness .. & many such kind souls .. waiting for that yuga when that righteousness shines in cleansing of such lies ... the Satya yuga  as we call.. when only just the truth of love pure love is what shall be ..  sorry for much wordisms I scribble in your space .. but reading you after long made me talk more:) you n your writes inspire as ev friend xx