A new dawn
The path
Waiting
Sleep consumes him
Every step
A toil.
Many seek him
Few accept him
An outlaw
Shunned,
Finding his way
Through deserts
In the heart of people
The path
Worn and torn
Waiting for the footfalls
One at a time
Leading to unknown
Exactly where you want to go.
Leading
Waiting.
An eagle soars
And he looks
His eyes reflecting shame
On the eagle’s iron eyes.
His howl is not enough
For the ears of the desert
His footfalls are insufficient
For the path in front of him.
So he waits
As the desert waits
The sun reflects the moon
In his eyes
A lone wolf
Walking
Seeking his truth
Like the blood on his hands
The truth of him.
So he trudges on
Across the neverending path
Directed to the unknown
Knowing exactly what he is
Ignorant of who he is.
Never hesitating
Chapter by chapter
Howling his story
To the truth ahead
The path
Waiting
Sleep consumes him
Every step
A toil.
Many seek him
Few accept him
An outlaw
Shunned,
Finding his way
Through deserts
In the heart of people
The path
Worn and torn
Waiting for the footfalls
One at a time
Leading to unknown
Exactly where you want to go.
Leading
Waiting.
An eagle soars
And he looks
His eyes reflecting shame
On the eagle’s iron eyes.
His howl is not enough
For the ears of the desert
His footfalls are insufficient
For the path in front of him.
So he waits
As the desert waits
The sun reflects the moon
In his eyes
A lone wolf
Walking
Seeking his truth
Like the blood on his hands
The truth of him.
So he trudges on
Across the neverending path
Directed to the unknown
Knowing exactly what he is
Ignorant of who he is.
Never hesitating
Chapter by chapter
Howling his story
To the truth ahead
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