If ever I saw an angel, she did not look like this.
Maybe this is why I never see angels?
I fail to recognize their unproven beauty
Yet in spite of this they show themselves
shocking my childish disdain into quiet guilt.
If ever I saw an angel, she did not look like this.
I was too busy looking at their teeth and not their smile.
Feeling the sweat (in) and not the warmth (of) the handshake
Laughing at THEM and not at their jokes
If ever I saw an angel, she did not look like this.
Thankfully acceptance is not a prerequisite of/for the pius.
And sometimes, we can be helped by the people we think are weak.
How lucky we are - we frown, jeer, belittle, assume,
yet still, we bask in the warmth of their sunlight.
If ever I saw an angel, she did not look like this
But i am glad, none-the-less, that I have seen her.
I'm sure now, I will see many more.
Friday, 17 April 2009
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I think she's an angel too. I'm worried now about judging on appearances. I keep trying to blame the show and other talent shows like it, which always find a way to suggest that "unattractiveness" is the same as incompetence/lack of talent. But we're all so programmed to think like that... must stop myself!
ReplyDeleteI am not sure about whether she is an angel but i like your poem - its sweet
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