34. WHEN I LOOK AT HIM

When I look at him
   I see an aura of fear
      Behind his head.
When I look at him
   I see an aura of death
      Around his face.
A mere mortal
   He can never be.
An inner pain
   Gnaws at him
      Constantly.
His is a life of
   Ill-fortune
      And
   Hermit-existence.