I'm oblivious to these dandelions
These glorious creations
Made for me alone
And their beauty

The dandelions
They quarrel and fight each other
I couldn't pick a side

I couldn't defend either one
Because I was too oblivious
Like when the fire came
And I didn't hear their pleas

They were lucky
They didn't die, only a few
Yet they still mourn
The losses

Once again
I was blind and deaf to their calls
As an inferno killed them all
Scarred into the remnants

I was the only one left
You could call me a murder
Just like everyone else
But I was just too oblivious