Savage

Savagery

The voice of man

That we speak another language

Is our greatest fallacy


To touch your scars

In remembrance of life


Too many taken

To the void before their time


Nothing forsaken

A voice that transcends time


Seeking only glory

Finding only failure


I have nothing to give

That will not be forgotten or dust


I have a soul

For barter


Nothing held dear

Can withstand the wrath


No promise in good faith

Can be made to the meek


I will hold fast

Belligerent

Back against the wall

Bleeding out all I am

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