The Beauty that lies before my eyes

All that Beauty seen through all the Haze

The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the excruciating pain of life.
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the tears, which glitter at every thought of what is happening

The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the walls of heartache and tormented life
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through clouds of pain that hide beneath
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the sparkle of hope for a better day
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen though the scars that are bore by the mother’s womb
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the guilt felt by the parent trying to protect their troublesome kid
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the crowd, rowdy to crucify he who has done wrong.
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the rapist, pleading not guilty, for such a Sodomise crime.
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the eyes of the murders victim, begging for mercy, begging for their life to be spared, begging for forgiveness of a crime they never committed.
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the tears of an innocent little girl, asking why me
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the stolen innocence of the little girl or boy, guilty of the molesters crime, carrying the guilt day and night, trying to remove the daunting stain of stolen innocence
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the victim’s scars bore in secrecy for they are scared of being judge of what they have not committed.
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the silence of society, who utter no word, and let the innocent be tormented.
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the fabricated stories read from our tabloids
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the judgmental eye of the media, waiting for that daunting story, waiting for that crack in the glass house, waiting for the spill, for them to hover and splatter the secrets behind the walls
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the eyes of the old lady begging for mercy and forgiveness, for their own kids have turned against them
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through the eyes of the homeless, through the cold winter nights
The beauty before my eyes can be seen through the tears of a one upon a time promiscuous lady, now crying for their lives, begging for a second chance
The beauty that lies before my eyes is so visible through all the pain that is felt by society, for they bare the spark of hope. For they carry the star of a better day. For the refine the diamond of evil doers.
The beauty that lies before my eyes is filled with the overflowing of tears, seas filled with cries of mercy, forgiveness, love, and peace
The beauty that lies before my eyes can be seen through all this pain.
T-Angelz Creations
By: T. Sibiya

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