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