Veteran
09/20/2002 08:38 a.m.

Did you ever listen to a sad ballad, and all you can do is think about how you have been there.  People scatter back and forth and you wonder if your just a face in the crowd or maybe there is more?  Maybe your just not another face, and maybe they understand that your not an empty husk of flesh that flies in for a moment of time.  Your not a piece of drift wood from the ocean of time and maybe your not a victim of fate or destiny, but veteran of the world.  The scars are in your eyes, and people see them each day as your sad sad eyes stare at the world each day.