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You're beautiful
underneath your clothes
your skin
your flesh
your bones
you're beautiful beneath your heart
in the places you hurt most
in your flaws
and cracks
and broken past
you're beautiful
after long days  
rough nights
first thing in the morning light
you're beautiful
without all your pretty things
I would rather have
the heart beating within your chest
than the pearls or diamonds
from around your neck
its there
that all your beauty begins
and circles and never ends
I would rather have your heart for just one day
                                  than have a million diamonds and waste away
Sometimes we must be
Like a diamond, pretty and
Stronger than iron
I
April 1
the day we celebrate people like myself
who has been a fool for 365 days
trying to win people like you
Governments have relied on 'fake news' since Hannibal
crossed the Alps* ...
Copyright December 28 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
You will not see me until
four full-moons circle earth

when I burst forth late
May with colors flush

red as *******,
ivory, and blush pink;

it is winter now
and I rest.
You foolish beings
You left the safety of the trees with
a plentiful diet of fruits , nuts and berries
You acquired a taste for blood that -
sent you to your knees
Your protein addicted brains developed
tools to inflict pain , to carve flesh ,
introducing your animal brethren to the pang of
uncontrolled , calculated , violent death
Today , we continue to watch from the branches
Thankful for the power of flight
To distance ourselves from your -
destruction with all our might* ..
Copyright December 7 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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