Heed the noble Savage.

Heed the Noble Savage.
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I sit in My head
for Hours After Dark,..
seeking (within Myself)
Redemption,..yet creating
only Question Marks.
(which Poison thus My
Infant Heart.)

For what am I,
but a Thief of Spirit,
who's Common Mind
does little Justice
to The Nobility of
His Words?

A Pretender claiming
I Am One one !
(yet divided
In Two)
At War with some
Grim Universe!
(which seems to Plant
an Evil Seed in You.)
_

Heed the Noble
Savage, fallen from
The Hands Of Grace;
to See his countenance
Ravaged until He Doesn't
Have a Face!
(and I shall watch the
Shadow in The Mirror
weep with Shame.)

I've considered seizing
the World as if I Own It,..
yet I always seem to meet
my End Devouring Pieces
Of The Clock;
spewing forth a Series
of fractured moments!
(and never does the Irony
of it Stop.)

Heed the Noble Savage
as He tries to Climb the
Top....

J.Stephen.H.