The hero
The hero
His gentle eyes
look pleadingly, and
his trembling hands
let him foresee
what is to come
When my whip
falls upon him with a sing
I hear his beautiful song
with which he reveals to me the depths
of this humble act of heroism
© Mrs Moriah
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