Beauty is Imperfection

You say it’s more than a rose

Four thousand years ago

They pierced your nose

You were ready to marry

That’s how the Bible story goes

And now the father Abe

Don’t know what to do

The bride’s got a nose ring

And also a tattoo

The dreams of the fathers

No longer within

The values they taught

Just a picture on skin

A memory for those

Whose values will never win

The minute you met her

On the gypsum colored street

You’d lost favor in gold

Lost the flavor in meat

You saw she had a ring

And you know he had one too

The father loves your woman, son

But he gave her to you

To pass his ideals

to his blood in the sand

And then far away he flies

Not knowing where they land