O joyous God-sent talents
That bestowed upon my sun kissed skin,
Absorbing the magnificent rays of life
Whilst the gloryful art shall become captured.
Surrounded by beauty
Untouched by parasite's depletion,
Complementary hues soothe the soul.
Miffed by a meager mite,
my compulsive, worldly complexion
surrenders gratitude for this astonishing world once more.
What a world we exist in, to smash an innocent being
Who persists survival as we do,
In a world almost as cruel as we are.