Soul Soaring

Soul Soaring

Soul Soaring can at times
take you where
no man needs to tread

Into the eyes
of the ones who
care not if you're
living or dead

I saw a man
who kills for joy,
his evil made me sick

In my imagination,
I can describe his very being,
hands so big and thick

The relentless one
goes from town to town
on the quest to
track him down

Great Spirit, have
mercy on those
he takes without
making a sound

Lynn West
(c) 2012
after a dream, where I knew this man to be a serial killer, the dream has stayed with me for days