Beauty Is In The Eyes Of The Beholder - By Brian Markey

Beauty Is In The Eyes Of The Beholder

You can see it and hear it, it’s a sensual taste,
Yes It is truly a gift to behold,
You can touch it or smell it on our senses it’s based,
Aesthetically it begins to unfold.

So what is beauty how is it defined?
Is there a right or a wrong?
What is beautiful to someone who’s blind?
To whom or what does it really belong?

It can be hearing a song or a voice you love,
Which proves it doesn’t need to be seen,
Thinking of the joys of Heaven above,
What you love someone else will demean.

Meeting your partner for the very first time,
Seeing your first child come alive,
Touching the peaks of those mountains you climb,
Feeling pride as your offspring thrive.

I can smell beauty in flowers and trees,
Others see it glisten in the skies,
A joy to behold is the taste of the seas,
To all of our senses it applies.

There is so much diversity in that very word,
Yet it’s individual to one and all,
That’s why this subject is going to be blurred,
What you love to some will appal.

Beauty is something we all seek in life,
Look, it stares us all in the face
It’s a word that can cause such terrible strife,
Yet it’s something we all love to embrace.

You don’t need to search for it’s all around,
We encounter it day in and day out,
By respecting all life it can be found,
It’s a gift we are never without.

What you think is beautiful others may hate,
So don’t force your opinion on another,
Some things will lift you while others deflate,
What you love to some may well smother.

Don’t be self-righteous step down from your perch,
It’s much deeper than the depth of our skin,
What you can’t see is where you must search,
True beauty always comes from within.

It can’t be taught nor can it be bought,
You’ll not find it in the pages of a folder,
The meaning of that word that you have sought.


 - Written by: Brian Markey

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The Human Race Have Now Disappeared - By Brian Markey

The Human Race Have Now Disappeared

The gas is now gone as has the coal,
Under the oceans there’s a very large hole,
Being so overdrawn will now take it’s toll,
Things are much worse than we feared.

Diamonds and gold and iron ore,
The damage untold right through to the core,
All to be sold while greed’s to the fore,
It’s to extinction we are now geared.

Gigantic craters underneath our feet,
As disaster creators we just can’t be beat,
To our world we are traitors filled with conceit,
To Armageddon we have now steered.

The damage is done now there’s no going back,
The warming sun has us under attack,
There’s nowhere to run we are on the rack,
Mother Nature’s ideals we have smeared.

There is no doubt we treat the Earth as our bin,
What you take out you must put back in,
So prepare for a drought let the ending begin,
Our lifeblood has now been cleared.

Sinkholes the size of continents will emerge,
Open your eyes the seas will submerge,
As our planet dies with reality we’ll converge,
To common sense we never adhered.

Our oceans have drained they are now underground,
The rivers are strained the effect is profound,
Those clouds that rained can no longer be found,
We looked at the facts and sneered.

Viruses will emerge from the melting ice,
As they converge we will pay the price,
They’ll diverge as through our species they slice,
With nature we have interfered.

Arrogant and obtuse our legacy will be,
We used every excuse but refused to see,
We strung our own noose yes you and me.


- Written by: Brian Markey

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