Some may see a normal visage, none see beyond a form
Inside my being is darkness, a countenance never changes
Taught to serve others, I yet know of an approaching storm
No matter my future or my past, I shall experience danger
I stand, world take notice, despite threats I'll not conform
This life is finite, my opportunities to move forward, few
I must never relent as my life is my sole chance to score
Here alone, I stand against fear and pain and my wounds
I refuse to allow the scorn to hijack my forward path
What some might see if able is fully broken glass
“All of us, even the sophisticated, yearn for permanence, and to the
unsophisticated permanence is the chief excuse for a work of art.”
E.M. Forster
unsophisticated permanence is the chief excuse for a work of art.”
E.M. Forster
