"Sisters" - A poem

Sisters

I am the envy of every woman

The lust of every man

If you possess me

You may lack humility

In youth, I am abundant

But I slowly fade with time

Everyone covets me

The world bows down to me

I wield power over the weak minded

Strength over the purest man

I am strong

But not as strong as my sister

She does not fade with time.

She is rare.

The world doesn’t know her.

She is not sought after by many.

No one can destroy her

But I am destructible.

She only enhances me.

In fact, I am nothing without her.

She is the one who gives substance

To my shallow fleeting existence

I can be improved with cash and possessions

But no amount great or small can buy my sister.

She is unfading.

I am fleeting.

Unequal we are.

Yet sisters

I live in high-society

Make my home in Hollywood

But my sister can be found elsewhere

In the lowliest places on earth

She dwells with kindness and compassion

And makes her home with humility and forgiveness

We are opposites

Sometimes seen together

I am rare – she is rarer

We are sisters:

Inward and Outward Beauty

It's been awhile since I've written a poem... I would LOVE your feedback: good, bad, ugly, or that you didn't understand it one bit! :) I don't usually do free verse, but I couldn't seem to rhyme methodically with this one...

Thanks for reading!