Geremia
Geremia
Sep 21, 2011

NO LONGER OF THE CLAN

NO LONGER OF THE CLAN

Smoothly
I glide to a melody in minor key
and sing my melancholy
in lyrics that belong to me alone

Mercilessly
I strike like molten steel
embers flowing deep into the heart
of humankind

Ruthlessly
I take the soul to a knowing
not pleasing to see
not easy to endure

Silently
I now wander aimlessly
no longer of the Clan
wondering if the words I speak
were ever worth the telling

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Country/Region: USA

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