Jason Poem by Jason Daniels
Jason
I am Jason,
I know not my last name
But my past is full of much pain.
I am glad I do not know;
I was sold by my mother
And forced to become a Ghost.
I became invisible to the world;
I am nothing more than a tool
But a tool that is feared.
I am cursed by the fallen;
I lost my place in this war
And lost the only ones who ever understood.
I fear nothing at all,
I am Jason
A Ghost to the grave.
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4/26/2024 8:52:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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