I got the scars of a lion walking through trial. <br />No one will ever sleep my dreams. <br />Not only am I without you–motion the tactics–I am alone in this dream. <br /> <br />I got the scars of a lion in the civic enmity of communion. <br />I know not the color of the sky. <br />I know more the color of suffering. <br /> <br />I got the scars of a lion at my own leisure. <br />This is my letter to a world, that has never written to me– <br />My tightest compassion was tenderly judged. <br /> <br />If my mortal life can unveil an immortality, let the blind assassin walk upon me.<br /><br />Shaquille Henry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-scars-of-a-lion/
