The Healers

Their hands are scarred
By vicious stones and rocks
Thrown
Their face shielded by their bare hands
Sharp jagged edges cut into flesh
Pierced into the their soul
Betrayed

Their wounds healed with time
But scarred forever 
By people who were called
Friends
Confidants
Companions

The bitter taste of life endured
They moved on
Enlightened
Healing 
Those are suffering the same fate
Because they knew
The pain of 
Betrayal
Falseness
Deception
Heartlessness

They are the Healers
Healers are those 
Who once have been wounded
Curing and eradicating
The disease of men
That strikes the heart and soul of its people

Reviews

[Coffee Vampier]

100%

One problem with being a healer... one the people are done needing their help they move on...