I wear them
for I must
upon my flesh
to dust
Wear them I do
not in arrogance
that I do nor
in shame
Formidable opponent
it is that from such
like of said of all
must wear the scars
Impressed by
the out ward
appearances
of such
Multiply by a hundred
inside many lives
have so touched
onto me their scars
I do wear
Getting back unto there
hard path to follow path
often wide
all paths should
be narrow indeed
Some thing other
than I can't describe
Seeing things
ought nought
run from them not
necromancer am not
yet they all come
my way to them...Unto you answer that
YOU ARE HEAD ABOVE ALL HUMAN SHOULDERS
worded well, I think we all have our fair share of battle scars
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There is something so intriging(sic) about how you handle this message, with the word orders you've chosen...it is refreshing! You take a 'could have been trite' subject and turn it into something new with this word order. Now, that's poetry! ! ! Excellent! ! xxElysabeth