Frank Savage

Frank Savage / Writings

~1972

19 June 2015

Men Walking The Earth






The man is standing alone in his own shadow, dark slender, feet together, hands not clenched
Looking out through squinting eyes deep under a heavy eyebrow, looking at you as you perish
Your ship is sinking fast and without pause, soon only a faint mist left on the open sea
A dark slender man just a dot on the distant beach within reach but yet so far away
No sign of help, brace and become your own destiny as your time is always now
He knows what he is, always true to himself, while you are being swallowed by the dark void
As you slide down the light fades, leaving moving shadows, men still walking the earth

Many have yet to see man as he moves in ways that attracts no curiosity, leaving no trace of his being
No smell nor sound betrays as he step around the open view while amongst the living yet to sink
All paths leading away from the dark slender man as he stands immobile in the midst of panic
Rushing with aimless goals men do not know men from man, life waits not as the winds sings in the trees
Endless mantras are being repeated in the light breeze, in movements of rivers and seas
Ageing mountains knows no defeat, answers of all
Planets collide and slid into the black ocean, you sink deeper than light can reach









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