My ugliness is an insult to your brazen beauty
An error of mother nature’s didn’t grant me any favors
God this world is unfair, our fate is not theirs
We don’t have a fortune but them, do they have hearts?
They’re born into lace to make love and war
But we poor earthworms, our lives are filled with beauty
And on which side is God, on the side of monstrances
Or on the side of those who pray morning and night?
This Jesus that we so adore has He always preferred
The three wise men and their gold above us poor shepherds?
God this life is cruel for two searching hearts
I so ugly and you so fair how could you possible love me?
—Dieu Que Le Monde Est Injuste (God The World Is Unfair), Notre Dame de Paris (via what-makes-a-man)
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