Scars Poem by Rebecca Maiese

Some people bear their scars on their face
Others bear scars on their body
Some have bones that have not healed straightly
Others have no bones or flesh for a hand or arm, foot or leg
Some have burden of sight or hearing missing
Others endure the burden of lacking an ability to walk rightly
Still others have an affliction of the family of their birth or unkindness of any kind
My scars are not seen but bleed from the inside then out with tears that continue to flow
But the worst to feel is not mine to bear
Poverty is above all the most desolate wound on mankind
Inflicted on men by kings of the past for kings of the future to behold
Ones that ran their race not for the good of mankind
But for the good of their kind