HERMIT
Into this world
I was brought
With opposing signs
To create my own chaos
One side gives,
One side takes
I feel the pain and sorrows
Of those around me
I understand their needs
As I take it from them.
I play many roles
In my passive silence
As I learn to control
My own raging violence
For my wisdom grows stronger
Through their sorrows
They know not how much
I understand their problems
I judge their characters'
Through my heart
So I will know
Where to start
I see my losses
Before I start.
But I always seem
To follow my heart.
Others around me misunderstand
They think I am
Blind in my faith
But I see more than
What is at hand?
For some
I have compassion
But for others
With there own selfish ambitions
For they only share
When it is in their own best interest
For they take and take
Give just a little
And not caring about
Anyone else?s feelings
For they seem
To put me
Into a insane
State of mind
But I always
Still seem to try.
For the mist
Which seems to
Cover their eyes.
It creates a distortion
In other peoples lives
Through their lies and deceptions
They are always right
For their pride
Is to high
To give anyone
Such recognition
For all I ask is
To return the favor
A little honesty
Is the answer,
So people think I
Am a little strange
In some weird ways
I was born
Under the signs
Which fall into the
Realm of the mystics
For it truly disturbs them
That I know what
I read in their faces
They think sometimes
And
Through their hearts
For I can find the answers
To all of our problems
Like the Hermit
Who stands alone.
I watch their actions
To understand the human souls'
It gives me the knowledge
For which I seek
So we can all become
More content with us
So I play these games
To help us all find
Some peace of mind
In our own lives
6/30/90
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