Confessing a true love.
For all who would attend.
A testimony of your faith.
Appears in all the land.
Posted in a copyright.
Written on your hand.
Only, He knows your intent.
A mirror reflects an image.
Absent of its soul.
Just an empty vessel.
An empty shell of barnacles.
He left so long ago.
Disguised as golden medals of a war he did not attend.
Yes, a solider of discord.
An oath made in secret.

With uncertainties as, a dedication to our Lord.
All your Plastic words.
Boldly typed in Braille.
As a record of your greatness.
In honor to our Lord.
A bright illumination.
For those who may be bored
Or
maybe
Just
Another
fallen
star…
In the
Army
Of
discord…
