Beards and Evil

?Beards and Evil There is a shallow pit dug under my arms Covered with grasses that bear the colour of night There is a fertile pasture on my head I carry the beautiful strands everywhere I go. Inbetween my thighs is a soft stretch of skin Of silky, shinning and healthy hair. I am the symbol of perfection. If you see any man with hair on his cheek patterned down to his chin, and jaw He is the work of dark angels- a creature made to defy the laws of beauty. Beard is another way to wear attery thorns and carry an abode of evil all around. Do not touch a man with beards; do not touch evil. I do not evolve from the apes For there are no dark furs on my face. If you see a neighbour grow beards Buy him a blade so he may scrape the dirts and become a beautiful creature in God's image. If your brothers are men with beards. Then there is evil in everything you see, and touch. Micheal Ace #magicalpoetry ©ACEworld