Dear hunter, are you bored?
With no shelter to afford?
Why do foxes have to pay,
The cost of destiny and dismay?
If your woman is not aware,
That her glory and her pride,
Do not depend on what she wears,
Would you set your mind aside?
People cease their evolution
As they seek a fast solution.
Beauty’s incarnation to them
Is never the root but the stem.
If you have nothing to do,
There’s no one to blame but you.
Do not make us blame you twice,
That’s my first and last advice.
Jessica J. Hanna