A Man, The Child

Beneath the blazing sun
A cold Wind breathes
Piercing my Heart
— as the blade of a sword.

My soul, like a leaf,
Has been tossed
Amidst a world
I knew little of.

Awakening to a life
Lived while asleep
A forty year old child?
Fearful, frightened
A four year old man?

Copyright (c) 1997 – 2021 HeardWords America.
(o. w. 19 July 1997)


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