If I Am Poison, Who Planted Me? by Bad Jamie (Philosophical/Metaphorical Spoken Word) скачать в хорошем качестве

If I Am Poison, Who Planted Me? by Bad Jamie (Philosophical/Metaphorical Spoken Word)

If I be poison, so I was not sown alone. No flower invents the venom in its veins, but drinks it, slow, from root and hidden earth. You pluck me now, and hold me to the light, a warning dressed in petal and in scent— yet blame the bloom for what the soil first made. Strange gardeners, that praise their other beds, and curse but one, as though the ground were split, as though one stem drank sweet, and one drank death. Nay—if I bear a bitterness in bloom, it is no private making of my own. The selfsame root that fed me feeds the rest. Look well upon the garden, not the flower. For what you name as poison in my veins may lie more deeply buried in your own.