We are only woven as strong
as the silk that binds us.
It may fray,
it may discolour,
but never will it break.
For it has a beauty that
will still hold beauty,
will be cleansed of any impurity.
We collect our weaves of silken humility,
for our humanity is soft and pliable.
It may fray, be discoloured,
but It will always be strong.
Humanity is beauty beneath the dirt.
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 12:21 PM UTC
We are only woven as strong
as the silk that binds us.
It may fray,
it may discolour,
but never will it break.
For it has a beauty that
will still hold beauty,
will be cleansed of any impurity.
We collect our weaves of silken humility,
for our humanity is soft and pliable.
It may fray, be discoloured,
but It will always be strong.
Humanity is beauty beneath the dirt.
