Magical Poetry

Magical Poetry
Micheal Ace

Monday, 3 October 2016

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST






 

There are traumas inscribed
On the dark side of our eyes
But this memory won't last
For tomorrow is another day
When our tongues shall repeat
This tale of beauty and the beast
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There are differences in colours
That blesses our flags and skins
It differs where we come from
Their sun don't rise from the east
They don't sing the songs we sing
They are beauty and we are beasts

There are more than one heaven
We don't belong to the same God
They have a law which is eleventh
'Do not be brothers with the poor'
There is pure warmth in our tears
That is where they wash their wears

But our tongues are meant to wail
We can sing and write our pains
But we won't pick up the dagger
Because we are only meant to wish
And dream of things that matter
They are beauty and we are beasts

So there are traumas inscribed
On the dark side of our eyes
But this memory won't last
For tomorrow is another day
When our tongues shall repeat
This tale of beauty and the beast
 


Micheal Ace
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