My Scars Are My Victory Part One
I live a life and to others i give, I loved and cared but no one see my crying tears, I am brave and i am strong but no one know my fears; for many years i lived with scars as plentiful as the stars but i dance, sing, recite and write my pains away. My damning scars are polished with my receptive personality and my delightful smiles but slowly both days and nights i fight those mental scars which lived deep within me.
Kingdom rise and Kingdom fall but my scars are my victory.
I have been crushed and secretly they thought i would die, yes they all wanted me dead but i am still alive because i realize that the power of life does live within me. I did fall to the ground but i rise and now i am standing tall; yes they did shake me and tried to break me but no they couldn't destroy me because they didn't create me.
Kingdom rise and Kingdom fall but my scars are my victory.
I have been battered, bruised and wounded, I fell to the ground; you heard my cry but you couldn't feel my pain. For a helping hand i did ask but you help me not, while i was suffering and having nothing to eat, you passed me by sitting in the street; in vain i did call out your name but with words you answered me not instead you just hissed your teeth. About me you don't care, you just hide and seek, with my back against the wall you still want to take it all, when i rise and when i did fall you still took it all.
Kingdom rise and Kingdom fall but my scars are my victory.
Copyright © Carlton Dean Morris | Year Posted 2016
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