Four millimeters of tempered glass separates your world <br />from the Homeless Beggar Prince now standing before you <br />appearing tattered, torn and trampled on like discarded trash <br />no longer a viable phoenix rising to escape winter's burn <br /> <br />Merely a grounded mortal traversing icicle stares with an <br />aged back and fingers that he had once worked to the bone <br />long forgotten building blocks for a house and a home <br /> <br />Blizzards came tirelessly with every season to wreak havoc upon his <br />crumbled foundation putting him out into the cold to face the face of our <br />harsh reality where it's a tundra full of thin ice and a dog eat dog world <br /> <br />Piercing watery eyes reflect upon your hidden self and his frost <br />laden beard parts to say aloud
