Day 61

[ayoub]

A rose held gently
in a steel gloved hand
A child's hand
inside the gauntlet
An angelic face
crowned with horns
A devil visible
unless you look within
Why do we need
to hide the best of us
behind walls of bravado
and in clouds of lies?

I think I need to do another series or two as a finale to this challenge (although I'm probably looking fairly far ahead :D)