The Immortal Blood Poem by Azarok Koraza

So we can part oceans & lead people to safety threw miles of true sand traps as eyes start to lie who knows whats true. Blood is true, true to save, myself tho i've used it as money. No not to gain, am not looking for fame or trying to passing blame. Spread it from blade to blade as i stepped in front of those that had not yet learnt that blood is the true truth. So graves being dug all around this fools making me look the part of the clown but smile not frown. Happiness is not as important, but i'll spread it as if it was my mission. So days of superhero like story's pass & faith needed now more then ever it seems to be forever gone. I with a past that stalks me like a shadow, do not understand how others look by what has happen i've never been a lover of history but still words of story's are meant to be heard. Written or spoken play'd or sung sit & listen as love should never be truly forgotten.....