Everything has beauty
somewhere beneath the pain
scabs piled on top of each
destruction denied by most

evoked by careless monsters
not caring what they’ve betrayed
when appetites are satisfied
the refuse is cast aside

if only this were the case
when lives must continue on
sadly ripped by the thoughtless teeth
seeking more than what is theirs

allow me to change my tune
thoughtless is too kind a word
when calculating is more correct
from place of power manifest

permission given or just taken
rational for what’s been done
excesses forgiven by the group
or just abused by the one

reducing beauty to a shell
or burying it deep in the wound
abandoned to seek another
victims too lovely to carry on.

© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20171119.