Beast Meets Beauty Poem by Airda Jones

Loving the beast inside
Because he never cries
Tears are for the weak

Feel the claws come about
Hear the enemy shout
The prey is playing hide and seek

Become what they fear
Innocence no longer here
She has turned the other cheek

Baring the teeth and hateful tongue
Laughing out as he has won
Lashing out on the meek...

Beauty has now appeared
And beast has now come to fear
If he has met his match

Love could stretch to overcome
While his victory must succumb
To his own threat and lash

Rose and petals may be frail
But knowing that love will always prevail
Beauty now wears the victory sash.