Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart…
He told the sea, he told the Black Velvet he held tightly in his hands.
Everything that is pretty, sometimes isn’t truly pretty.
Can be just be a canvas for a pretty picture,
waiting to steal your heart and your thoughts.
Pretty face don’t mean a pretty heart,
something the pretty things are hiding their true face behind their smiles and laughter.
The ancient writers wrote, beware of the fake world,
beware of the fake words, beware of things,
you know that are impossible to grasp and keep.
What is natural or made-up? We must have patience.
We must open up the book of another and
see what they really are in the light of day.
It is fair to say,
we will play the angel and we will play the devil.
I wonder?
Who decide, who is the victor?
Dancing Coyote