Poetry Critiques : Hoodoo King

Hoodoo King
Here men have no foot prints
They walk in spirit
The flesh has crumbled

Here men breath only fire
Their hearts are drums
They resonate within stone
Smooth polished carnelians

But this one is faint
once a sentinel of the realm
he lingers in equivocation
A whisper of a giant

The realm that you so aptly describe

exists as you would have it...

relative to our sense of reality.

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