Monster

The heart of a monster,
consumed by the heat
of its anger, the power
of pride and the passion
of provoked prejudice.

The heart of a monster,
charred to a state of cinder
and ash, subsisting —
for a time — on the energy
of a forgotten ember.

The heart of a monster,
smolders within a shell
of ugliness, bruised and scarred
from attacks against
the affront of its existence.

The heart of a monster,
reborn from the ashes of hatred,
healed by the gentleness
of a touch, bathed in a
baptism of tears.

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