scars fade


scars fade
they were merely a graze
not a wound
no pain
no anguish
no permanent damage
the bandage removed
made me wince
for only a nano

a healing

the music turned from gloomy gray
to something more suitable
to lighten the day
never occurred
not knowing the words
1 can sing along anyway

out of tune
no one else in the room
so sing louder

for that power
with in is what
winners are made of

don’t question
the poet
or sir
their wisdom
comes from another land
they recognize
their role

it is not courage
that they display
just a fluttering of verbiage

is the correlation
1 makes
to their own wounds

or to those still dressed
removing the tape slowly
only increases the pain
tear it off swiftly
for scars fade