this notion grotesque
that shocks with a start
and raps on the breast
to bear into the heart

makes proud men grow weak
feeble and ailing
futures marred and bleak
yet a sole glance prevaling

a twitch of a feature
to cast the soul clenched
means nought to the creature
of beauty entrenched

for once swiftly stormed
the victim prostrate
a life briefly warmed
through this love
which breeds hate