Stepping On A Flower

a flower,
that might or
might not be
beautiful,
on the side of
the road...

a pair of feet
comes along,
a  human male,
and steps
on the flower...

he stops,
sees what he has
done,
seen that he has stepped
on the flower,
yet he is not
surprised...

 he
knew he
was going
to step on
the flower...
yet he does
not know why
he stepped on it...

all he knows is that
he stepped on
the flower,
leaving its petals strewn
over the
side of
the road...

he feels bad
yet he still has no
reason why he stepped
on the flower...

with its dying life
force,
the flower looks up at him
and asks why he stepped
on her...


he doesn't know...
he thinks about it
and all he knows
is that he stepped
on the flower...


not on purpose but
not by accident either...


he does
not know the
reason why he stepped
on this beautiful flower,
crushing it and killing
it...

he walks on,
and the flower dies,
with her petals surrounding
her...
not ever knowing why
she was stepped on...