PowerA Poem by Ana B.There was a rose, hidden from the world A keeper of beauty. Petals of rubies and leaves of smoldering gold Shining so smoothly.
As ever, beauties need protection From the world’s windy thoughts… This precious, subtle collection That should go on at any cost.
Cause in this orb, sometimes forsaken Even genuine ‘’rights’’ get ‘’wrong’’ One’s weakness is often mistaken With the common notion of what is strong.
The greater the beauty, the greater the decoy When it should be pure and intact… Cause to build is much harder than to destroy In this world where beauty’s always clear yet always abstract…
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