Savages Poems

Being In the Mind of a Savage

Being in the mind of a savage.

All I know is how to act ferociously.
Manipulating the minds of the weak, fearful, and the victims.
Beating them into submissive.
Emasculating the strongest, just to see him break.
Dismiss him of his role, and never to see his family again.

Being in the mind of a savage.

I destroy, divide, and conquer. 
tearing

There Are Savages Out There

Do not go out west her parents warned Jobeth.
There are savages there; they will harm you.
Her man was there, so she went anyway.
He was killed in autumn, and she was alone.

With snow came additional grief.
They had always spoken of living in the cabin together.
Now Jobeth was alone and running out of food
There was a knock

The Russians Are Coming

The Russians Are Coming
The Russians are coming, tremble in fear
Hide your jewelry, washing machines, beer
But their army is weak, only fights the unarmed
We should take them out and all they’ve farmed

The Russians are coming, animals from the east
But they’re brains are deformed an insane beast
Morons with weapons what do you expect?
We allowed this, gave too

Isn'T There a Place

Will there be non-existence
for you and me?

It savages the mind to have no being
to dreamless sleep alone foreseeing.

Shouldn't something of us survive
in rock or rain or moonlit tide?

Were we made to be passed through
setting aside all we knew?

Isn't there a place in universes endless
to which an act of mercy can send us?

Is our destiny really

Savages

You see it in the old movies,
when Indians come into play,
somebody calls them,”savages,”
and it seems to fry people’s brains.
They flip out, demand censorship,
know nothing of real history,
can’t empathize with either side,
to see how that all came to be.

It’s obvious that most regret
how things happened in these past times,
and they’re not wrong to regret that,
it isn’t

When Savages Sang Strongly 4

Sometimes faith lives on the edge of a knife
as Sviastoslav the Rus sacker came to know 
the Khazar Khanate knew how to cut a slight
his gilded skull stole the show,
the Vatican went from a marsh to a monopoly
and the Cathay Tang kept up migration flow,
the great white tide swept westwards wildly
as it had done millenia

When Savages Sang Strongly 3

Our oath is our soul keeping 
our joys are from smoking and drinking,
from the cannabis we cultivate a seeing
a laughter from the suffering 
a tear for the living memory
from the raw uncut winery 
We feel the flesh more keenly,
our trophies include skull cap revelry
imbibing the blessings of the enemy
from the roof of their mind's sanctuary

When Savages Sang Strongly 2

Destiny demands that we be the debtor 
that we sacrafice for the skin of our future,
We left the cradle of the Caucasuses to explore,
to plant the dreams of our Creator,
venturing into the virgin chaos
where the tiger tears apart the trespasser
We made the way, we made love with our Cause,
following the highway of the emerald pasture
from

When Savages Sang Strongly 1

The leopard kills for love
sun burns for souls,
the moon moans for blood
stars frost the steppes,
the fire of your eyes
warms the wastelands,
alone the horse rides
Tree of Life leans to the winds,
the arrow strikes deep
a wound becomes wise,
the griffin sees you sleep
in this dream somebody dies,
lightning hesitates for your heartbeat
the storm doesn't stop for sympathies,

The storm doesn't

Wicked Savages

Wild life usually means scary and ravenous animals
Have dated some girls who were like wicked savages
Wanting to growl and wrestle
Trouble keeping upright and level
Who am I kidding, loved it in spite of the bandages

Savages In Faith

In life have i come to realise,
In the progression of moon and time.
That many a believer bought by blood,
Are still tossed around like nods.
Many professed to have been in faith,
For decades,centuries,even from birth.
Seem to feed on milk still,
The strong meat may get broken their teeth:
Many have said even aloud,
Like a host of raven a-crowd:
'I'm born

Savages

Wild life usually means scary and unusual animals
Have dated some girls who were like wicked savages
Wanting to growl and wrestle
Trouble keeping upright and level
Who am I kidding, loved it in spite of the bandages

Civilizing Savages

I stumbled over Paul Tillich's translation
of the MessiahMentor's Other Great Commission.

The Great Commission we learned in Sunday School
was to go out and convert the barbarians
and savages to Christianity.

Yet this Other Great Commission feels like a necessary prerequisite,
like requiring Statistics 1
before wandering on into the further abstractions of trending probabilities
and improbabilities
that savages could become barbarians
and barbarians

Savages

They run my neighborhood.
Constant, breaking only for food.
Movement unending, shifty eyes.
Dirty plans, planning lies.
Languidly, they go walking.
Loud. Irreverently talking.
On the weekends,
they multiply. They gather.
Parties abound.
Their neighbors don't matter.
I try to enjoy my tea in peace,
while odd jobs they fleece.
Rolling up and down the street 
on their shiny, two wheeled beast.
No apparent law abounds
as they casually

Carnage By Savages

Parisians were enjoy a lovely evening
and their Joie De Vivre was radiating
form every eye in the Music Hall and cafes;
The Eiffel Tower and

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