Beauty or Brains

They looked at her face, as she stood on the stage

She so wanted to avoid that piercing gaze

They looked for the perfect cuts and curves

Their demeanour was getting on her nerves

The poetry she quoted fell on ears deaf

All that mattered was how she carried self

Of her intellect and talent they never cared

Over her mind her beauty is what fared

They praised her for looks and skin color so fair

Her beauty overshadowed her brain

Her thoughts and virtues were not talked about

Physical attraction is all it was, who wants to know her inside out?

She stood there as a princess of a fairy tale

Wondering if it’s her work or her beauty on sale

She questioned her appearance god gifted

A time when the beauty wears off, will they remember her character so well crafted?