When you see me on a bed of roses, do not envy,
let your heart not be heavy, you never know how I got there.

When you see me on a bed of roses,
don't think I have it all, don't think my pride has grown tall,
You never know the thorny paths I've trailed.

When you see me on a bed of roses,
It's neither magic nor charm that got me on that beautiful side,
It's neither laziness nor complacency that got me on the comfortable side,
but hardwork and diligence.

When you see me on a bed of roses,
do not think I've gotten rid of all thorns,
do not think I've got no weeds beneath my roses,
do not think I need no help,
I definitely need a lot of help.

When you see me on a bed of roses,
do not forget to send me daily doses of prayer,
I need them as medicines,
to be healed of the wounds I've gotten from thorns.

Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.