Natively 305: Liberty City's Prince of Poetry

Still Beautiful

A poem from the novel
"The Essence of Poetry II:Gerald's Sophomore Yet Grown Poetrybook"
Written by: Gerald L. Ingraham

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Once you peevishly believed that thirty was very old,
You became thirty-one and true beauty started to unfold.

You are still beautiful...

After you vehemently believed that you gained weight,
Someone winked at you and saw what they anticipate.

You are still beautiful...

When you had certainly a possession of no money,
You were assured the non-monetary love, honey.

You are still beautiful...

If you were imperiously disabled forevermore,
Then you would have been hurting nevermore.

You are still beautiful after all this time...

In any situation, you were strong through all these;
Now that you are here, I beseech you, "forfeit not, please!"
You are a mighty survivor to guilelessly prevail over all,
And it was not facile to bear others' malice and not fall.

You are still beautiful when you stay very strong,
And plenty have come to believe that much all along;
When the gusts of winds tend to blow the door chimes,
They know that you have to made it through bad times.

Due to mutiny the odoriferous had to say,
You weep not yet remain still beautiful today.

You are still beautiful after all this time...

Although you reluctantly became the victim of a crime,
You were strong to stand your ground at that time.

You are still beautiful...
As you did not get the Individual of the Year Award,
Many would like to return with you to the drawing board.

You are still beautiful...

Knowing that you are a little sickened and ill,
Seeing you in this very fashion gives us smiles still.

You are still beautiful...

Even though you were profusely slandered and maligned,
You believed that your strength could be not confined.

You are still beautiful after all this time...

There is no way that someone like this can just depart,
Because that has never once been in your brave heart;
You persevered through the good and bad and last,
And this is just another test of life that you must past.

You always triumph so eupeptic with beauty,
So do not settle for less to completing this life's duty;
You are by far the most beautiful and brave
To those for whom this grand path which you paved.

Due to mutiny the odoriferous had to say;
You weep not and still remained beautiful today.

You are still beautiful after all this time...


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