Beauty holds a special place
across the spectrum life may take
instructed by vision's quest
then turned to dark for evil wants
the blessed game of give and take
gives the latter an upper hand
given to the grasping tastes
wishing lust to be the game
between the look and the touch
one comes first if life is fair
while the second is not assumed
when the world disdains abuse
that wanting beauty to be held
without respect for vessel's stead
the spectrum does not permit
transgression taken in the end.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20191018.
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Sean, I am amazed that you had the courage To confront a diabolical scene as the one you wrote about. Thank you for bringing this to all of our attention. Best regards: James McLain 🎸