Beauty Within the Beast

Once upon a time, beyond societies portrayal, There lived a beast of harmony, and a lie he would not tell, Full of love and divinity, yet sadness dwelled within, This beast was kind, he wanted peace, just wanted to fit in. But waking days, were not astray, of mountainous abuse, Mobs with pitchforks, nasty words, they spewed their vile views, His nappy hair, his fangs and ears, brought him pointed stares, Provoked by words, tormenting gestures, and many frightened glares. Until one day, he said no more, pain will this beast take, He stayed indoors, and never left, his heart was cold and ached, On the floor, devoid of warmth, a stranger to this place, His mighty body shook and shivered, tears fell from his face. Do my looks; absolve my right, to live, my right to be, I'm not aloud, to wonder round, to live amongst society, Do I not cry; when I am pained, bleed when I am pricked, You mock me with, your judging eyes; a monster is your verdict? I am saddled, with this curse, I'm nature's dirty secret, How The Fates, have cursed on me, no longer can I take it, Then suddenly, a flash and bang, an angel then appeared, She wore a gown, held out a wand, and had a halo in her hair. I'm your fairy godmother, your pain I'll take away, The path I show, is based on faith, so follow what I say, Go on a journey, traveling north, beyond the fiery trees, You'll find a castle, made of glass, and the knowledge that you seek. For countless days, he traveled north, all around the earth, Illusions came, to mystify, and test him in his worth, Self belief, propelled him as, he reached his destination, He went inside, yet found nothing, this filled him with frustration. You surrendered to me as, you made your fateful way, Now here you stand, before my eyes, a voice began to say, Stand before the mirror beast, ask what you desire, Behold the truth, the inner you, the knowledge you require. Mirror mirror reveal to me, the true beauty inside of me, The surface glistened; a picture beamed, and a beast he did not see, The beast fell down, on hands and knees; and did nothing but cried, He said Who I am is not the flesh, I’m the light that's deep inside. Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson