Behind Closed Doors.

Wallace

I am no hero.

My bravery, zero.

I survive to live another day.

Menacing words to others I do not say.

Heroic I am not.

On life's landscape I'm not even a blot.

My business i only mind.

I am timid quiet soft and kind.

I will not go to fight a war.

On mother earth i will not leave a scar.

We can be heros just for one day.

I can be a hero, but that game I won't play.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 19th, 2017 01:05
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