Face of Fear
He has an aura, a look of concern
Written all over his face to discern
There’s fear in his eyes, almost into tears
He has a face of age, having more years
The lips tremble with terror within them
The skin, wrinkled, holds stories of wisdom
But pain is in the heart of this hurt face
Wherever he goes, while he’s anyplace
There is a singing deep inside his head
He does not cower, this he does not dread
The music enlightens him bringing joy
Having something for once to go enjoy
No matter the scowl placed on his being
He will still have a life of love, singing
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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