THE ODDS OF BEAUTY

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Being a pretty girl is a task

Watching the scumbers worship you
the wretched liars whisper on
the ones who make promises they
never intended to keep
oh, and the jealous sisters who spread rumors; one
even said her uncle’s uncle is my lover, and
my mother bethroted me twelve times!!!

The battle of beauty is the battle of no-one
the circle of vanity and Illustrations, and satisfaction
that’s all the world sees and believes
blinded to the truth, covered with masked conceptions
the ones you ought to love, you despise
they got all the love they need, you say!
they got nothing I tell you, only slanderous words
and killer eyes to crack the radiance of their youth
neglecting the wounds she hides to heal

If indeed the beautiful ones are not yet born
I fear for the war that awaits their thrown…

RUTH BRODRICK 2016

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Did they not tell you I’m beautiful?
Too beautiful that none can compare?
Yes, I can’t be compared to another
Because I am me
A spectacular human made with sparkles
I glow under the thickness of the night
Do you know why I glow?
It’s simple, my beauty is inborn
It connects with my soul, I have a fine soul
The type of soul that is meek and calm
Then it reflects through my skin
Making you wonder why you can’t get enough of me.

I may not have the best set of eyes,
Or the sexiest of lips, nor pointed nose
My legs are too thin,
That even mini skirts reject it
I don’t have the best figure
To show under the body-cons
But guess what? It’s not what you think
I’m more beautiful than your judgements
I am me and not your opinion
My beauty is not limited to flaws
It wears the perfection that you do not see
I don’t blame you, you are blind
That is why you compare and judge
You lack common sense
To tell the different variants of beauty
Look closely now,
I am the beauty you never saw…

Copyright© 2015. Ruth Brodrick

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