2021 NaPoWriMo #17

There are things that cannot be
put into poems or words of beauty.

Things that should never really
be allowed to rhythm or rhyme
in a way that resembles dancing.

Because how could such tragedies
be allowed to live and breathe so
freely - with parties and drinks and
laughter bubbling so contagiously?

Where does Justice end if
art is a tool for beautifying
that which could never truly
be so beautiful as this?

-M. Rene' AKA SincerleyBlueJay 2021

obviously this was a very quick write, but honestly nothing else came to mind after thinking on poetry all day long.