There is a beauty born from the calyx of ugliness <br /> <br />Whose eyes are cauldrons of deceit <br /> <br />Whose apparels liken the messiah of democracy <br /> <br />Whose nose has some affinity with the nose of Einstein <br /> <br />The beauty born can be espied in the wars for democracy <br /> <br />and in the war for development <br /> <br />and in the pall of pollution <br /> <br />The Earth will find its beauty at its height <br /> <br />when man will abandon this earth forever <br /> <br />for lizards and snakes and llamas to live evermore in peace <br /> <br />and rule over all that they survey<br /><br />Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-197/
