The Scarred Stranger

'Twas a dark night

And a long flight

When I came upon the stranger

From whence I sensed the danger

Of this stranger with the scar

Who stirred within me a certain familiarity from afar

Albeit this maddening fear

My mind grappled to stare and wonder

About this stranger

Upon which he uttered

To beget my heart fluttered

"A monster I am," he says

Duly a curiosity in me heightened

I no longer was a frightened

Of what appeared a dreadful countenance at first glance

My mind peered in awe

At the monstrous flaw

Beyond the shadow of a doubt

Behold a face so devout

Of beauty and unsullied

The monster now was freed

And in it's abode was bestowed

The face of an angel and the heart abound of a God.