“Beauty will save the world”
I read as just meer words.
Charming, hopeful, coloured,
But what is beauty’s worth?

You have the right to tell?
Life spent in hard and pain?
But then at once it fell,
Tears rushing down my main.

The dirt where life can grow,
The skies where stars they shine,
The drums where sound can groan,
The birds they sing ‘till nine.

How could I be so dense?
My heart it aches and aches.

13 May 2024