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The Individual

The arrow is swift through the
heart, and the blood upon the
ground is proof of the bowman’s
art.

Lie he dead here on the battlefield
of life, lost to an arrow of
time’s unforgiving strife.

Death be the reward at the end
for his struggle and pain.
A tear need not be shed,
for regrets he had none
to sustain.

Rejoice for he lived.
Cry not, for he has passed on.

Say often his name…
and forever he will remain.
The mold has been broken,
never again will there be
another exactly the same...

The Individual.

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright2002






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