Although we deny it
There is a caste system
It’s disgusting
We pride ourselves on societal acceptance
But when it comes to our PERSONAL lives,
The ugly stay among the ugly
And the attractive menace among their own
And it is perfectly normal
For godlike physique to kiss itself
But it cannot touch the curves and to spite what a bigger, or paler, or browner body may hold

There is a caste system
We divide society into classes based upon attractiveness
So that anyone who desires to pivot, cannot
And once you’re “there”
You are free
You are enlightened

But the chance given, the opportunity to thrive
Is held to the untouchables like a bone to a dog
But never to be chewed or gnawed
It’s just there
The menacing glory - hung like a dream on a wall