The Men of Clay - Galmi
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The men of clay
They have no heart
They say
Their eyes are blind
Not smart
Galmi
Like me
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The men of clay
Move slow and mute
Look grey
Their ears are deaf
Transmute
Galmi
With plea
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Galmi = Golem
He walks, hardly touching earth,
His arms provoke cerulean sky
As wings about to try and fly:
Raising a new eternal bird.
A swan, yet not about to die
Instead a phoenix in disguise
Refuting all existing lies
Refusing low, now aiming high
They walk their muted life away
Reminder of his life on earth
His former life of lack and dearth
Inside of him they'll always stay
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March 13, 2017
Copyright ©Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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