A Bud of Lotus was born

A bud was born
And it was growing
Arrived into adulthood
And every recognized brother
A new twig was born
From a few leaves formed
But the respect there was enough
And he that hideth there
The branch dried up and my intuition
Forgiveness does not mean staying close
It means that it will not return that energy of hate
To the brother lost in the illusion
That the American capeta grafted
Through the coca cola culture barbie nike ostentation and goal