Bad Flower Poem

This flower, you watch it bloom
But does anyone stay to see it rot?
This flower looks so innocent
Even if the bee that gave it life is not

This flower will age and die
But should anyone care
As long as no one goes to pluck
The flower will wait there

Destruction will come
Like age and rot
While a new flower is innocent
An aged brown one is not

Rotted flowers go unseen
With exception when compared
To the flower that remains clean

Doesn't matter if this is fair
They'll feed through death,
The ground, mother rebirth
So is the end of soiled life's curse