The eye of a man with no weakness

Every move takes its toll,
Like diamonds turn from coal.
He stands and waits,
To find his traits.

Through the commission of sins,
He throws his life into wastepaper bins.
Thinking that he is no longer needed,
He looked at that man, who pleaded, and pleaded
To not be mistreated.

This dead man doesn’t talk.
Living in fear of no longer being able to walk.
He hides, cries and tries to kill
So that his secret will be trapped beneath pill after pill.

The eye of a man with no weakness

Anthony Joseph

Joined February 2008

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