The Happy Prince (Oscar Wilde)
A statue without sadness lives in pity,/
He is a beautiful prince and selfless./
His people are oblivious and are full of selfishness,/
Unbeknownst he is but the same./
A sparrow hurried by the cold stays in pity,/
He is devotedly loving while selfless./
His heart warms when he fulfills the statue's woes of selfishness./
Unbeknownst he is but the same./
A ruby stone was given to a poor mother in pity,/
He gave his emerald sight as deeds of being selfless./
His gold flew while his friend cried for no more of this selfishness./
Unbeknownst to the people, their saviors' own fortune will not be the same./
A promise of always made in faith, not in pity./
He kisses one last farewell upon the lips of the selfless./
His frozen wings fail to further support his selfishness,/
Unbeknownst his friend's ugliness will bring him the fate that is the same./
A friend finally felt sorrow that is not from pity,/
He lost his dear companion from being selfless./
His lead heart broke at the sparrow's earnest selfishness,/
Known now by the disposed statue, the built favor can never return./
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