The Businessman

You named yourself as a gardener

You plant, you raise, and you cut them off and sell them to the others

People love flowers

They love you just because of the flowers

Without them, you have nothing

You know the rules very well

That's how you play the game

Sacrifice your time to scatter the seeds, everywhere

Spending all the time to raise them up until one day before they blooming

Then, you're gonna cut them off, and you called this step as "harvest"

Of course, you sell them without hesitation

People love flowers, people buy flowers

Spending their money to buy the happiness

They got their flowers, you got your money

It suppose to be a win-win situation

So what's the problem?

The flower blight, people buy again

The flower dried, they buy again

again and again...

You keep producing flowers and send it to them

until they spend out all their money

Now what? They have no money

Not anymore

So you pack up the flowers

And back towards your "lovers"

Walk to the next garden

Without a single word

They keep chasing behind you, in silent

Cause they know that, without money, you will never even talk to them

They think that they need the flowers to survive

When the time they realize that they already did it without the flowers

You've already way far from them

Starting your new life in the next garden

You left the flowers, you leave the garden

And let the "lovers" chasing you behind

You still called yourself as a gardener

You don't deserve it.

To all lovers, 

Do not buy flowers

Spend your time to plant it, water it, and fertilize it

Be the real gardener

Don't cut their root and say you love them

It won't last

Just like dealing with the businessman.