i walked upon dozens of roses

red as the blood that parted moses

the path was sprinkled with beauty and wonder

each rose winked at me as i came upon its shoulder

they smiled at me and wished me good luck

hoped my travels back to earth wouldnt suck

i had come here as a sharp thorn

wishing these heavens and gods my born

but little by little each rose lit up

pormising a better life as id reach a new cup

letting my new fate be spilled out in heat

my new life awaiting me, the one i must defeat.