She Was a Ruby In the Rough

She was a ruby in the rough. Red when people were being mistreated. Hot lava when she saw injustice. Fiery and warm, orange and red. A spectacular combination of love and hope. Internally, an earth angel. Her outside edges were sharp and off-putting. She had prickly points. Many never got acquainted. Shunning her because of her unusual face. She had been through a bad fire. Fear kept them from knowing her. But for the brave ones and the wise ones She was our ruby in the rough.