Have you come here
To watch this swarm
Of hornets drown?
Seeping into your
Ever eager veins
Is the poison of hate.
And it covers all
Of your blistering
And apparent ugliness.
Returning home,
To Mother Jupiter,
Will she hold you close
And promise to lace
Beauty into your bitter heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ugly syndrome sometimes in the body, some other times of th mind and some special times for both...i do not know if they have a panacea until they read the descriptions of them here..