Short Battle Scarred Poems

No towel dries these stains
Dragon scales that pierce my soul
Hateful words that scorch my heart
Your reptilian heart
Stay hidden among strangers
Battle scarred by your coarse touch 

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Fall the night upon me dark
Naked born this journey embark
Of friend or foe as yet unknown
Time will tell in deeds be shown

In shadow times when virtue fades
Within a soul love does degrade
All around in greed and pain
A girded heart with taut refrain

Fall the night upon me dark
Tend this weak eternal spark
Battle scarred and scarlet stain
Upon this hallowed ground remain...

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barefoot and present 
old soft shoes naked 
foot wiggling toes grimacing
 I come to manipulate the ground
 that I stand dirty souls
 marching forth
 battle scarred 
wiggling toes
 grimacing with rhythmically amalgamated 
marching forward March up  one,  two. three  four
Holy clean feet and soul
I am barefoot standing on uncleaned soil

6/8/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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He has learned to earn joy from paying sorrow's fee
He has learned to turn and fight and never to flee
He has unloosed the burden of false royalty
Cast off at low-tide to be swept out to sea
His bended back straightens to a minute degree
He walks a bit taller, a better man to be
With nothing to lose now, with no guarantee
A battle-scarred prince bows to one shaky knee
At last feeling worthy to request it of thee
To slip on your slipper, it fits, you will see...

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.... and now he calls and says can I spend the night
I remember the last time that was said.
He was ragged thin and taunt
not long from the front
battle scarred and weary
eyes all torn with fear.
A homeless boy with horror in his soul.

.... and now he calls and says can I spend the night.
from rounded robust health not gaunt,
so long from the front
not battle scarred or weary.
A politician soft and plump
with a war to fight so new.
and I sent him away with horror in my soul....

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