34. When I look at him

When I look at him
    I see an aura of fear
    Behind his head.
When I look at him
    I see an aura of death
    Around his face.
A mere mortal
    He can never be.
An inner pain
    Gnaws at him
    Constantly.
His is a life of
    Ill-fortune
    And
    Hermit-existence.