When I look at your face,
I wish to have God’s grace
Why He will place a gem
In a scary bottle beats my mind.
For fear of your brutal consumption
Having no thoughts of you being their messiah of peace
Oh you monstrous beauty!
I will help you do your duty
It doesn’t matter that you have no bones of the pretty
I will close my eyes and look at you with my heart.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014