Resurrected

Resurrected
by Sonny Brewer

You, there, the one who’s broken,
the one who’s been torn down,
the one with parts all scattered,
the one who’s no longer around.

Don’t you go and cry on me,
it’s just some tattoo that fades,
but under the skin, what’s really you
traces open roads back to days.

See, there, greening from the ground,
wet with blood, salty with sweat and tears,
sweet spirit coming ‘round again,
heart-echoes in eternity rolling back the years.