In The Eyes of Many (Odd Number)

There is no hope

Nothing to be 

Filled with

In the eyes of many

I am not just a stranger

I am just an enemy

 

The kindred

You wage war

The subject

You battle all the way

 

I am...

Natures burden

I am...

The negative space

I am...

Hidding all

From being beautiful

I am...

The odd number

I am...

The one

There is no need

To want

To need

To have

Battle me

All the way

On the battlefield

 

Heaven has

An odd number to count

In a place 

Where everything

Is even

A place

There is a beauty

Not the

Beautiful destruction

I am...

 

I am...

Natures burden

I am...

A negative space

I am...

Hidding all

From being beautiful

I am...

The odd number

I am...

The one

There is no need

To want

To need

To have

Battle me

All the way

 

There is no need

To keep me

To hold me

To imagine me

All the way...