Your Beauty Shines And You Are Blind Poem by Lamerre Lucie

The great priestress had it on her,
The long robe, the dark cloth,
A cloth that would make her skin shine
One that could make men react.

But there the girl with empty feet,
The girl with hair and
Falacies.
She would not be a prey to men,
When men wanted a prey to eat.

But maybe,
Just maybe,
The girl was not one to be eaten.
One who could inspire other girls
To try to love the "lack thereof"
To try to love what shouldn't be.

There could be her message to those
Who run and sing to feel their light.
When all she says is "Look inside,
Your beauty shines and you are blind."