Enough

Slender

Bright

Pretty

Charming

Outside everything was easy to identify

Pleasant words

Easily traced the outline

everyone could see

One dimension

flat and shiny

She thought it once mattered

But it was worthless at the end of the day

Digging through the flesh

Cutting open the superficial

There was bedrock of

Justice

Above everything

Black and white

Justice

But she didn’t know if it had any value after all

She wasn’t made of pretty

She wasn’t only smiles and perfection

She wanted to find mercy and grace

But like the curves of a medieval angel

There were none inside her thin heart

She thought fairness was enough

Wasn’t justice His heart?

Her soul had never been parted from His

She ached to be apart from Him

But the shiny package was empty inside

All she had to give was

A whip that drove her

To uphold fairness at all costs.