Butterfly butterfly Look at me All painted colors Beautiful scenes Hiding in heaven High and unseen While underneath me I see the obscene Creatures beneath me Hurting each other Killing each other Sing out loud how it’s Cool to be mean They beat their women. They poison their own seas Happy in the Knowledge That nobody sees Killing their planet They’ve forgotten me. My wings may be small My veins may not bleed Even I understand Their species has been deemed By the most high Their forgotten king He who made rainbows And birthed his own king. I may be small And my veins may not bleed But I’d never do What has been done to me. It would never affect them Even from me A true miracle of nature Uncared for by anyone And yet still clean But purity is relative Like a musical scene One souls requiem Is always another one’s dream