Fear no longer
He had not one inch of an attractive feature
Ignored by all he, a voiceless creature
Felt cursed by his creator, his one “teacher”
He had not one inch of an attractive feature
Two fingers could barely sustain, clinging to life
And he’s the only independent to that knife
He, no control, constantly repelled his wife
Two fingers could barely sustain, clinging to life
He had a crowd chanting his name
The type society desired, fame
They, children, innocent to the game
He had a crowd chanting his name
Very soon he shrunk lonely
But all his fear laid aside,
There, ahead his one and only
Such all fears, they quickly died
Being together wasn't wronger
NOW Prejudice lived no longer.
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