A dimple dug
Two lines made
There goes a man
To invade
The world with his smile
A beam on the face
Like the lily of the nile
So supple
A mile long one
Such finesse
Say the old ladies
God bless!
Such grace
Such zest
The happiest jowls
Happily recessed
Anger crushed
Egos compressed
Such life-turner
A shoulder to depressed
Blushes and blessings
Gathered
Colours and fragrances
Slathered
He became a healer
A love dealer
Nothing did he do
But smile
A mould of face
A muscle curve
A narrowing of eyes
Changed the world
If a smile can
Do wonders
All these years
We made blunders
Revolutions were begun
Revolutions did end
But none
Did mend
The soul with fear
The soul lost
The soul pricked
The soul tossed
Neither triggered dilution
Of pain endless
As what was needed
Was a smile revolution!
