NaPoWriMo Day 10: Tainted Gifts

NaPoWriMo Day 10: Tainted Gifts.

You swore on the flag of red and black,

that a bulldog always has your back. 

But your nation is crumbling

just like your promises…

and once fraught friendships 

are now rotting with the putrid stench

of moral decay.

Your gifts now tainted by your association 

and the bitter fragrance of treachery,

I gave them away to charity. 

You see, even a rose can grow from horseshit,

but the thorns will remind you… 

… of the pain, 

behind the beauty.

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