Hair long, flowing, with dread-locks
hanging over
both shoulders
like that of an Oracle
face rough and fierce
eyes, red and intimidating
glances penetrating,
he looks like of a beast.
Moustache long and thick like that of a savage
words, hoarse, sharp, pointed and reverberating
which could thrust
one’s mind like
pointed needles
sturdy and hairy
he looks like a butcher
who never casts a
smile, always serious looking
foot-steps audible
like hooves of a horse
making sounds while on a race.
So what?
His mind soft, caring
and loving
a fountain of
love, empathy, sympathy
always helpful to the needy
but he is always
mistaken for a ferocious tiger….
Poor man, nobody feels
like loving him
but is always afraid of…..
he is always mistaken.
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