Capable

The wound is old,
But the cut is deep.
New skin grows underneath.
Every time you pull it back it bleeds;
It needs a little more time.

In the air,
Coagulate;
Good things come to those who wait
Safe and sound ‘til it gets scraped;
It needs a little more time.

Some day you’ll look down,
Find a scar,
We carry them ‘round and they remind us who we are;
They tell the story of where we’ve been
And how far we’ve come.
Just give it a little more time.

Scab

Alan M Daniel