Soul
Beauty is not everything
But if it is, I wanna lose mine
For I am nothing...
All gape
All mope
Like a butterfly birthed in space territories
My allure is framed in time territories
All through a tinted glass muse over me
They listen 'cos I'm beauty
They care 'cos I'm beauty
They want 'cos I'm beauty
They love 'cos I'm beauty
But like all vanities
Beauty must pay time its due
Seas come, thunder bolts
On a rare day as this, I see one
Lightning strikes
And I see, though all be blind
The stranger on the other side of the street
'Fugly' as some say
I watched for seconds
A million seconds perhaps
She wasn't a butterfly
Not even a housefly
Just a fly
A distant observation revealed
A soul's beauty needs taking care of
Why? . I thought
Time. I answered
Time has no fangs on the garden of a soul
And though time could leave stretch marks on the heart's cavity
A conscience ignored
Is the murder of a soul
But like a cat with nine lives
The soul lives on
And though alive
It's photograph is like that of Dorian
I say once more
If beauty be everything
I wanna lose mine
For I am nothing...
....Without a beautiful soul.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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