James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Dramatic Verse

A Man of Steel Now a Rusty Nail Strong Not Frail-

Eyeshadow I'm cold I'm pale 
You die in hell I am hated
 I am slaughter scorned and frail 
What am I yet but  substance
I am rugged rough and
I am just a rusted nail
I am tall bronze rustic
Can I be trusted
Solid steel I reveal
No longer frail
A longer frame yet I'm still rusty nail


11/20/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

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