Along came an angel, bespectacled,
brimming with life and joys galore.
To mark her presence, in no uncertain terms,
she hit the cord, and we all took note.
She kept afar from all thus far,
and into a world so obscure and debarred.
She spoke of none, and to few of us,
a darling yet she was, now for the laughing lot.
The tempo tempered as the words reached her,
and engulfed her into a deeper unknown.
The tides had ebbed, the steam yet fresh,
enchained beneath, those eloquent black eyes.
Mysterious girl, is what I think of her;
A moment she cries, the next she feigns a smile.
So benign, I wish I could nurture the child,
long before she fell prey to the wild.
Now as her world dawns on a new day,
to heal the wounds, of a forgettable day,
As the Carcass, limps towards a life, I hope,
she gets her due and all that's just right!!
And yet I ponder, to believe the spectacle ... or not...