Merely a martyr,
I am a soldier.
A translucent being of grey.
A corrosive specimen unleashed,
upon the innocent and unsheathed,
I am the soil beneath,
the blemished coral reef.
Merely a martyr,
Your words will not suffice,
An exemplar of self-sacrifice.
I am a body about,
to implode without doubt,
An event for which,
there is no more surmount.
Merely a martyr,
I am the aftermath of destruction.
A consequence of sheer corruption.
Shrouded discoveries will not
make me an amputee,
over which you posthumously revere.
But who am I to disagree?
For all I seem to be,
is nothing but a martyr.
Sincerely,
Crap Bag
