Margarita

How dare you!

How dare you treat that Margarita flower like that?

It’s the only flower in this garden whose life mission is to bring me pure happiness.

It’s the only flower that cares.

How dare you yell at that little flower?!

How dare you punch and kick it?!

How dare you be cruel and brutal to it?

I have nothing without that flower,

please be nicer.

Please.

STOP!

How dare you smash that flower so violently?

Why are you so mad?!

How dare you abuse this flower?

My flower.

How dare you cause it to bleed and cry?

What made you desire it to wither and die?

I won’t let it happen any longer.

No, I, will fight for my flower.