Beauty In Disguise Poem by Opoku AfriyieAsante

Behind the wan smile on every gleaming face,
nobody agnizes the wardrobe crafted in dust with melancholy,
nobody perceives the concealed mourn of their demented souls
I know they know not,
yet it is worth it and that is beauty!

Behind the warm cherubic voice of a vocalist,
nobody hears their screams from the niche of solitude,
nobody fancies the ruptured melody inscribed in their hearts,
I know they know not,
yet it is worth it and that is beauty!

Sometimes beauty is the lonesomeness amidst decades of scourge
And even as it broods grief only to you,
It is assumed as frail,
No it is worth it; that is the courage of beauty

Sometimes beauty is that silence amidst the ugliest voice of menace
And though it brings forth claws of nightmare,
It is assumed as folly,
No it is worth it; that is the wisdom of beauty

One truly sees the beauty of life after long-suffering,

For just as he was pierced for our transgressions,
and crushed for our iniquities,
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.

Therefore, let no storm rip off the colors of your visions,
Be firm to unveil the fog that hides your gratifying serenity,
All that beauty lies in wait right after the disguise.