Two Poems
Jul 23, 2017 · 1 min read
I.
Think of a man
fanning embers to flames
on the ocean’s floor
For men that live under water,
those we left to drown
Think of a human race
learning to breathe
without air
II.
For the ones that
think their scars
are flaws that should
be hid under foundations
and storeys of make up,
live
own your scars
to be beautiful,
you need to be imperfect

