How I got my scar…

I have a little scar on my right eyebrow.

It used to be,

When I was younger,

That people thought I had done it myself;

shaved,

Mimicking some sort of gangster-rap style.

No, no.

It was a Thursday night,

walking back

with Phil, Nick and co

from…

was it Fat Sam’s?

Slammed in the face

by a guy

walking towards us.

out of nowhere.

Unprovoked.

Broke my nose,

Split my eye.

Now I am older,

And

Obviously

Not styling my eyebrows,

I guess,

There is an assumption of scar.

Perhaps I should shave the other one

and see

What comments I get?

Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

4 thoughts on “How I got my scar…

  1. He was a bastard. But you were wrong on a couple of accounts. Firstly it was just you and me (no Nick). Secondly we did provoke the attack. Me with my brown skin and long hair, and you with your distinctly semitic looks.

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