God knows I tried every day.
Each time someone new would come my way.
Someone of the opposite sex.
Someone who I could not vex.
I would strive to have a connection.
I cannot think of a single exception.
But, every time I would come up short.
Do you think it was because of the wart?
I have a large wart on my nose.
It is prominent wherever I go.
You would think I was putting on a show.
I must find someone who looks beyond this.
To what is on the inside to see if it fits.
I have been told “Have it removed.”
If I did, it would feel crude.
By that, I mean it defines who I am.
I am not a wart,—- I am a man.
If she can see beyond it, she’s for me.
Then, I can remove it and feel free.
Until then, it is my guiding light.
Will you be with me tonight?
———————————R.W. Johnson—–(2019)