To Love The Beast

Hidden Beauties under scars and shame

The world’s most lovely though none the same

They listen, ride, and share the story

Of the one they loved

And tried to tame

When in love, they shared his strength

And every one he allowed to use

So he, The Beast, could roar

But when his roar comes to pierce the sky

The hidden Beauties veils will fly

Uncover what he always knew

Uncover truth

Uncover beauty and bring life anew

The Joker cries

The roaring dies

The Beast that would not tame

Becomes what they

The Beauties claim

To love them most…

For them To Love The Beast…

Is greater than living all the lives of every living ghost

Published by dbmoore0727

***All views are my own*** I write commentary on current world events as well as short stories and book reviews. My first book, Where the River Flows - Memories of the Shadow Age, can be found on Amazon (free with Kindle Unlimited). I attended Arizona State University studying neurochemistry. I've worked professionally as a ghostwriter and managed analytical laboratories in supplements and pharmaceuticals, as well as operated as a consultant and technical writer for academics and companies in the science and engineering fields for over ten years. I've been writing creatively all my life. I hope you enjoy the content -- I want my readers to feel empowered to comment and critique as they feel compelled.

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