Look at him

by FourthHallow

A poem. People hating and thinking about Snape and his friendship with Lily. They also fear him and avoid him because of his so called friends.

A/N

I own nothing,

but a rhyme or two.

I don't earn money,

I write for myself

and, dear reader,

You.

Look at him, his evil dark eyes.
Now look at her green.
Not fitting.

Look how she always smiles,
How she laughs and dances.
Now look at him, always grim.

Her magic is light, pure,
In the nature she finds the might.
He finds himself in darkness.

Her heart is here for laughs, friends.
Look at him, inventing curses,
Sulking around, not achieving his ends.

She has it always open, her heart.
So does he, but for different things,
Evil and Dark Arts.

She's there, in the daylight,
Laughing and singing as loud as she can.
He can't be seen in the darkness of the night.

How can she even look at him?
Isn't that a sin
For her saint like eyes.