The place was isolated, yet it grows, the prickly plant
Deserted it’s circumambient, survival a scant 
And all thorny from outside by all its circs 
Judge no book by cover they say, yet misjudged its perks 
A soft flesh inside with tears of agony and strain 
Yet tears a strength of its, tears that never drain
And so it typify as the survivor from infant
Bravery its persona, all in all, the prickly plant
And beautiful flower it blossoms, the flower so rare

The flower so priceless, only once they blossom in entire year
So of all the plant they stand out, so of the almighty’s grant 
Uniqueness a bless, on the top notch, the prickly plant
Misapprehended pedagogue you be, the prickly plant
And on this undignified mankind, your dignity shall chant
And meanwhile I wish all, I hail 
A wish so skeptical in this world of lunatics, a wish to follow your trail...