The Social Outcast

Eric rode his horse along the trail
Listening to the clomp of his hooves and swish of his tail
Eric's hair matched his horses black flank
His green eyes twinkle, full of swank
His suit matched his dark appeal
Plus It's homemade and soft to feel
A young girl walked by, and noticed his flaw
Quickly turning away, like she never saw
She walked on without a word of hello
Scared and callow
The fear in her eyes
Brought him back to a time he most despised

Walking by a secluded house
On his way to a future spouse
A familiar and awful smell hit his nose
Above the house, a cloud of smoke rose
At that moment a woman cried
My child's in there, I can not let him die
Without thinking of himself at all
He ran in without a stall
A large, flaming beam fell
On the savior, it befell
Scarred but not maimed
He jumped up, wanting the child to reclaim
Outside the house the mother wept
Inside the house the man crept
With the child huddled in his arms
He ran from the house, not knowing the true harm
The mother ran to her boy
And screamed when she saw the mans face half destroyed
An ambulance came, paramedics raced to his side
He asked what was wrong, trembling inside

Back to reality, just as painful as past
Because of his help, he stands an outcast
He remembers his friends and his bride
Promising to stand at his side
He remembers the loneliness and her goodbye
So hard for him not to cry
Unable to find work because of his face
He writes songs at a startling pace
And he sings them alone
In a deep graceful groan

He wonders if it'll ever be the same
If his good side will remain
Will someone see past the hurt
And love him for his heroic effort?

*This poem by LilyoftheThorns*