The Power Of Ink

monster

'monster' they called him

They shouted and yelled

But no one ever wondered

If he had a story to tell

He was an outcast

Everyone shut him out

I thought he was a monster too

But I started to have doubts

One night I went and asked him

Why people treated him like the dead

He glanced at me for a second

And this is what he said

'I wasn't born a monster

Life made me one

I just walked out one day

And was labeled one'