The Cacti And A Cactus

Hiding yourselves in bushes lying in ambush Like a porcupine hiding its head bundled A ball with spines you're formed too And straight and majestic like the soldiers Fencing along the land's border with guns Guarding you look with spines too Along the roadsides and rocky regions, deserts and hills River banks and everywhere as you all live in squads you plume with different flowers attired with Different leaves and shapes spiny is true too In a tranquil mood as the calm waves roll Anaked seashore stretches in silent admiration Under the quiet yellow sunshine like an army woman There stands a lonely spiny cactus bold and gallant A panache, a red flower on her crown proclaiming 'A symbol of confidence'.Isn't that too true