He Is A Mystery

He was once tattered, torn and broken

Feeling shattered till being reborn,

Now his words are outspoken.

Tell the tale he will.

Tall pale and full of skill;

He watches every move made

Every brand new road paved.

Time has slowly changed.

He notices that change

So with every step he is brave.

Even when he is wrecked,

He is strong.

Even if he doesn’t belong;

He will keep moving.

Who might this “he” be?

Full of words and not a coward

Noticing that he is full of power.

It can only be another mystery

Motivation seems to be scarcity

So he’ll inspire, with the words.

Hot enough to light midnight fires.


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