Let me tell you a story. She said sitting down.
Once upon a time,there was Beauty. Beauty was once broken but perfectly put back together. Beauty thought so too,as people stoped to admire. Beauty often told the story.”I am no humpty dumpy,I need not all the King’s men and Horses.”
One day World had to see, to see this Beauty they spoke of. “Well, those edges could do with some refining “said world. “You really are like no one else” ,”hmmmm🤔,different,yhh that’s it ,different that’s you” As World looked Beauty up and down in slight amusement and strong rivalry ,Beauty felt the stare and it left quite the chill.
People visited Beauty often, but Beauty kept the head down looking side ways to find ways of looking,being like the rest. Different was not special anymore, merely a reason to be the spectacle,a sore thumb,ugly, lonely,harsh and unrefined. Little did Beauty know the rough edges where weapons against World,keys that fit perfectly to let Beauty out of World’s dungeons.
Soon Beauty had little unrefined edges. Cutting pieces off of self as if they were unwanted illness,as if to reshape to fit places. Places Beauty was not meant for.
Child I am tired,say what we skip some of our story and I’ll come back to it.I will tell you what happened in between next time but Beauty made it back to self. She said with wary eyes and continued.
The cold did not freeze Beauty to death, Beauty was different. Remember. The wolves were not strong enough to tear Beauty apart. See by the time World sent all it had Beauty was rebuilding her home ,remembering Different was special,closing out World’s whispers and the stares.
Just like Beauty my child,don’t you change for World. World will adjust for you in time. Better yet, you will learn it never needed to . It is You World need be afraid of. You were always equipment for all the battles and wars World brings.
She got up,grinned as if to say don’t you ever forget and I never.
“Please,for the sake of my shattered and exhausted heart,don’t turn out to be like everybody else. “~Nakita Gill. Thank you friend, loving Nakita’s short poems🙏