Elders'Watch

I just have to watch, painstakingly watch and watch, to see how the loins of a man, becometh faceless! You say faceless? Yes! Nay! For my thoughts betray my heart, I have to sit and watch how a graveyard turns cradle. Is it for the love of women? I dare not day. We all battle different gods for victory, yet, we battle in strength and wits! I've seen the puffs, I know the smell, I hear the moans - It tickles me hard! Yet, it rings; scourging to and fro, down the moments, I row. No bitterness in my lair, yet, I must watch. For wits gained in seeing, hearts forget not. Wits gained in experiences, the soul cling always to.