Just Wounded Inside

Stone was chiselled

From every edge

But heart remained untouched

LO! Formed thus named statue.

He was also chiselled

And so it is true in his life

But the heart was touched

Yet LO! Formed thus named statue.

A living statue he became,

Chiselled with a smile on the face

That remained unchanged

No matter what weather that came.

He was always crowded

For praising and pulling down

But his eyes showed the fiery heart

That no one ever saw.

He is not alone, not broken

He was built high to the sky

Just he was wounded inside,

Just wounded inside!