Tarnished Blade!

the tarnished blade,
lifted by the hand bruised
and bloodied by the night...

eyes that have seen,
the hard and the real,
no excuses, no regrets!

the man that stands,
naked to the world,
crying out in defiance...

carries the weighted path
of the choices he's made...
walking, ever forward...

to meet the fray!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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