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Savior and the Soul
I have met too many men, that look at me like I will save their soul.
They look at me like I heal pain and mend hearts.
They look at me like I have the hidden knowledge of the world
And what if I were to tell them that I do?
Men don't save souls, women do.
and in that process sacrifice their own.
Men save bodies,
That is why they are a slave to them.
Men go crazy lost in their hearts,
Women go insane when men go far apart.
And that hidden knowledge you are so desperate to seek,
That lies behind my hooded eyes, comes out at a cost that no man,
Certainly you, could not pay.
At this time, it is my soul that needs saving
whoever heals me can know those precious secrets of the universe,
but I only have myself.
This is certainly a
This is certainly a perspective I have never encountered in my reading. I was wondering what you might think of Dante's poem, Divine Comedy (the second and third canticles) and T. S. Eliot's poem, Ash Wednesday, especially the second through fourth sections?
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