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,

Constantly-

In a world almost as cruel as we are.