The Sparkle

What good can it bring,
that lovely, welcoming smile,
filled with the
sparkles
of well-kept pearls,
if all that lives
in its carrier’s bowels
feeds on
hate
and fear
and pity?

How much more
comforting
is the one-toothed man
who lifts
a fallen baby bird
back into its nest
with compassion?

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