The Last PrinceBitter tender flesh Contained in pasty velvet skin Angst and spite is fresh Hung alone the last of kinThe Last Prince
Late bloomer, last to seed Early birds abandoned thee Mother earth no longer feeds Those rotting in the barren tree
Summer fades whence it came Seeping in creeps callous cold Upon this soul it brings shame Aching pain, defeat and mold
A droplet falls upon his cheek Clinging to his chin it stops Weighing on his grasp so weak From his lonely post - he drops
Sympathetic Symphony of SoulIn the realms of logical thought Safe in the conscious mind Equilibrium is often sought Yet so very rare to findSympathetic Symphony of Soul
But striving in sympathetic symphony Where youth and wisdom meet When soul though thought can finally see Life sings out with every beat
My soul peers out and seeks to learn To feel and understand This power that painfully yearns Forth from my own two hands
And thus I have the need to heal To reach and to touch Each wincing pain we feel And sacred jewel we clutch
There are those who resist caress Perceiv
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