Body of Truth

Look at you! How beautiful you are Men are amazed and dazed by your appearance. But they will never love You. They will always love your image. Always They will make love to an empty vessel. They don't know your clear mind or your pure spirit They smile as they hold your hand. And look at all the envious people. All the men who want to spend the night in his place. Lust is all that is in their minds. They want you but don't need you. Having your body but never the intellect. Isn't it strange how the most intelligent? Are the biggest fools? and always see fog before their eyes. Sometimes those who see without lies. Are the ones who never have true life. We want we crave all the way to our grave. Never satisfied with our hunger and yet we wonder. Is life truly worth the wait? Are we born to always hate. And when we truly understand the years we wait. That maybe what was it all for? Life is such a bore. Accumulating many shiny things and changing our face. Changing our bodies in obscene ways. But once your gone. So has the glamour your just flesh and bone. And not original at that? Those eyes that nose those lips. You suffer all that just for fame and in the end! It just becomes ash in flame. All put in a jar or in a box. Will you ever return? I think not!