On reading Burns

With an eye for Beauty, its hard to find,

Like thru the minotaurs gaze, I see just a maze, in

Ruin. Expect, civilization to fork, between Love

And Hate, thru every stone age brain, every new

Stop, a dead stop, lofty names for ugly hate. In

Your Beauty, G, I see, you fight for us, Love in 

A labyrinth, Love pursued thru every age, by the

Minotaur slain, revived by your devotion,

Slays the ugly beast, Nazism… nothing happened,

Beauty is Beauty, will be replaced.

But i found in you, Love can overcome Hate