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Feb 2018
I was caught off guard. A chance opportunity to show a new side
Here I sit, messed around and unlike the rest.
My clothes mention "poor and misguided.."
My Solidarity within the "Mingling Masses"
I fear I don't belong.
I hate the way I have been forced, by situation, to become.
I am a caterpillar sleeping in his sack
waiting for his metamorphosis into a beautiful butterfly
I smile , in hope, as this moment does not define "Forever"
It's a path, made by a messed up road sign, that drew me closer to this living of a lie.
Other people are dressed in their best.
Including their masks that they wear.
I observe and understand....I am a new creation
A new model of Human Heart
Who never hides what or who he is
A new personality and Character Variation.
I might be a soar sight for your eyes, as for this moment.
In the future, I shall shine in those eyes...
I shall seize the moment and earn a new movement
Of looking at others through open and clear eyes
As he looks up at nature's beauty
In the beautiful and blue skies.
The vines come with the roses of beauty.
It takes a strong caretaker to keep up with such
As far as what he see's on the flower's outside.
Thorns poke his fingers...
They are the brutal side effects of what seems to be perfection
can be another's destruction.
Looks are a view. Heart is a soul and character is a state of mind.
We are all Humans and carry portions of these roses which
fail to blossom at first
we get cut by more thorns than smell the beauty
However, life is the vine. Giving the nourishment to a soul dry and desperate with thirst.
The drink is seeing the true ways in which what defines truer beauty.
The heart, the soul, and the personality that paints a beautiful portrait.
It is what defines true Humanity.
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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   Elizabeth Squires
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