THE BLACK ROSE.
The Rose is love, the heart, the spirit the characteristics that make each unique. Its fragile to us because its precious. It must be protected. The protector is Black.
Black, like the Rose is Love, but Black can withstand physical damage, any type of pain. It knows pain, It knows rage but is also calm, soothing. The balance of the two, positives and negatives, makes Black mysterious but never confusing. Black knows its self and its purpose. Black is strong. Black is the protector of The Rose.
Black wraps its self around The Rose like skin on bones taking away the red hue. The flower is still beautiful. But to others something is wrong. The Black Rose is Life. Others call it Death. The Black Rose is Love. Others call it Hate. The Negativity that tries to Damage the Rose is absorb by Black. Keeping the Rose in tact. Black feels the pain being caused by others, a scar can be seen. Sometimes their is no scar at all. As if nothing happened. Going on its way, caring on. The Black Rose is a representation of the people in the struggle. Trying to make something out of nothing. To the people that are always trying to prove something. Trying to get a idea out. Those that are trying just to get by, day to day. The struggle to Live in Life.
I do this for y'all, The Black Roses, and I pray that we can grow during this journey through music together.