I felt strong, and I felt bold,
And somehow weak, and very cold.
My knuckles red with winters blush,
Feet slap the muddy slush.
Nervous, wary, black-eyed rat,
Walking in a black felt hat.
Beneath my arm, a pistol grip,
Six extra rounds are at my hip.
I find a face unlike my own,
Withered, worn, and overgrown.
His tattered clothes, defeated eyes,
Sallow face, and fleshless thighs.
He meets my gaze, defeated; Dead.
He doesn’t run, but speaks instead.
"Can I help you, sir?" A broken voice,
I flex my throat, but make no noise.
Forever passes, time stands still.
I try to speak, my voice is shrill.
It finally comes, words that damn,
"Do you know, sir, who I am?"
"No, I’m afraid that I can’t say,"
He knew too run, but chose to stay
He knew who I was before I did,
knew that morning he should’ve hid.
He saw my eyes, black beneath my brim,
Saw the glinting pistol butt I brought to finish him,
felt me brush the polished wood, felt the pistol’s grip,
felt the hot lead bullet pass the muzzles tip,
remembered from his youth, a night quite like this night,
a shadow in his mind- for which he sought the light,
He didn’t cower, he didn’t scream,
He stood up straight and taut and lean.
It came from no where- the drive to wrong,
No need to seek it- was there all along.
All I heard was the echo of a shot…
Thought he lived and what a foolish thought.
Thought, "Who will wonder, who will care,
Where the bum is, that was there.
Just an old man with few possessions."
Who taught a young man dangerous lessons.
This old man knew the knowledge, for which I yearned,
This old man knew the fire, with which I burned,
This old man knew the brutal lesson I wished to learn.
This old man knew that now it was my turn!
A grotesque!
Curiosity!
To protest!
Animosity!
Bring malice!
Not reciprocity!
No cause!
Just bare ferocity!
No justice!
Just an Odyssey!
No anger!
Just philosophy!
To sate!
My curiosity!
No wrong?
Quite a lot, you see!
Just an old man with few possessions,
who taught a young man dangerous lessons.
Dátum vloženia 13. 9. 2006 16:55Hetfield
Dangerous Lessons
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