Thursday, September 23, 2010

Stop searching for me

I am not ready to be discovered

Keep me away from the dawning of the day

The less light that penetrates my heart the better

I'm not finished being the bad man

I'm not ready to be the good soldier boy

I wish to be my own

Not a figment of your grand imagination

Not noble

Not wise

Just a man


WBA 2010

2 comments:

  1. i would love to sit over a couple of dark beers and discus this poem,
    hmmmmm it has the bones for a good song too

    i think the desire to be your own, and "just a man" is to in a sense already have entered into wisdom and perhaps nobility also,
    perhaps those that think themselves noble are exactly the ones that achieve no such thing.

    Love

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