Butterfly

Even natures most beautiful and innocent creations are not free from judgment.

Oh, butterfly, your silent beauty
Flutter in, escape the twisted symmetry
Of the world, the powers that be
Shape of inward conformity

A mindset, a reaction
This pointless contraction
To a small spot of incongruity
Where we can all see

Our eyes are open and we realize
That we should never comprise
Our intent to defy
Our ability to identify

Ourselves, the one true potential
To actualize the singular differential
That this one I see
Is the one who loves me