I do realize this is not what Frida meant with this quote but this is a little spin on it...
In Response to the Quote:
“I’m not fragile like a flower, I’m fragile like a bomb” ~Frida Kahlo
I’d rather be fragile like a flower
than fragile like a bomb.
Flowers can get stepped on.
Their petals crease or flatten,
perhaps they wilt and tear.
Their stems may break or bend
but their roots still firmly fare.
To be fragile like a bomb
is a warning cry for aid.
“Bump me, even accidentally,
and you’d better be afraid
because bombs cause pain
and destruction, like me,
when I’m dismayed.”
This is an outcry of ‘Caution’.
This is someone that needs help.
Because even contained,
a detonated bomb
will destroy
from the inside out.
And if it is not contained,
it will hurt you
and everyone else.
It’s okay to be fragile,
and lost in emotional throes,
but flowers don’t die when stepped on,
their sweet scent
still comforts my nose.
Bombs are a dangerous weapon.
Don’t point your fragility at somebody else.
If a trigger will lead to explosion
then please, please,
seek help
before the mine inside you
harms another or yourself.
Embrace the fragility
of a flower,
master how to bend
and sway in the storm.
Learn that leaves and petals
have seasons,
that your roots are strong
within your core.