Jacques De Boys
The Scars Of A Lion - Poem by Jacques De Boys
I got the scars of a lion walking through trial.
No one will ever sleep my dreams.
Not only am I without you–motion the tactics–I am alone in this dream.
I got the scars of a lion in the civic enmity of communion.
I know not the color of the sky.
I know more the color of suffering.
I got the scars of a lion at my own leisure.
This is my letter to a world, that has never written to me–
My tightest compassion was tenderly judged.
If my mortal life can unveil an immortality, let the blind assassin walk upon me.
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