Life Scars

A man must have blood on his hands

Before he can think himself a father

The blood must be his own

Cuts and scrapes from the toil of work

To grant the wishes their children hold

Scars and bruises from walking on hands and knees

From dragging themselves over the fires of Hell

So as to keep them from pain and sorrow

But most of all the blood must be freely sacrificed

That a man’s own hurt is meaningless

If endured because of the love in their heart.

Copyright: authorchrisbrown


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