Cold steel

Old poem (1980) with a rewrite. Anger can lead us to hell. After the pits of hell. Can't get worst?

            





                   










 Cold steel

Baby, I told you.
Ain't no heart in my chest.
I'm just a body that does the daily functions.

I'm dead.
I died a long time ago.
I could tell you a story.
But my words are even locked up now.

You are young.
Still able to love.
Don't give your love to a man who eyes are dead.

It is myth.
That you can bring back the dead to life.
 Cold steel can only melt on the  trip to hell.

When you can't remember the good times.
The tender moments.
You are just a body waiting for the end.

I have the hunger to touch beautiful things.
I'm well trained.
I will eat you alive.
Leave you for dead.

I won't care.
If you are laying in sadness and pity.

Cool steel is my name.
My hunger is to look into the eyes of dark Angels.
Who will dance the twisted dance of who can punish the other more.

I may tell you I love you.
 Just words. Just a means to get you to invite me into the
warmth of your warm flesh,
till I release my desire into flesh and bones.

I was told time heal all wounds.
One more lie, given to us by people trying to pry the
kindness out of us.

I don't desire love.
I don't want your pity.
Don't need nothing but to dance in the heat of the warm flesh.

If you want me to love you, my child.
You should escape now.
For the wall of my heart is mighty tough.

On my trip to hell.
I won't tell no stories.
I was the man called Cold Steel.

I told you I'm dead.
If you are a fool.
Try to break down the steel wall.

One day.
I will kiss you goodbye.
I will watch your tears.
I will tell you.
You wasted your love on a man with a steel heart and no emotion.
I will leave you without feeling any regret.

So my child.
Walk away.
For something can't be changed.
I'm dead and buried. A long time ago.

I can't remember when or why I died.

Cold steel is my name.

                                   Coyote
                                   1980

Author's Note

A old poem. When anger was the strength to get me by. I like the old poems. I can't remember the anger from 32 years ago.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

several years ago...some of my friends went to Nam and came back so different....a part of the them had died...and in some cases it was the heart. a certain cold steel feeling they had...not accepting love because they just had a coldness about them...but also not being able to accept love because they always felt it came out of or from pity...
this is an amazing piece of writing...it's all too real.

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was real for me once. A kind woman saved my life. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[?]

WOW! Yes this is filled with anger, but well written...powerful
Anger can take ahold of us..if we allow
Enjoyed the read

[Tina Kline]

This is very impressive writing. Your anger comes through powerfully but the fact that you cared enough to warn the lady in the poem says you weren't as dead as you feared or felt. This is a very powerful poem, very compelling. It really draws the reader in deep.

[Arielle Ann]

Cold steel can only melt on the trip to hell."...wow...that said it all!
When I read it it seemed you were angry with yourself...and to vent your anger you perceived yourself to be unworthy for someone...strong write indeed....reflects the wrath without any tint!

[Gypsy Dreamer]

A remarkable write. It captivated me. Sounds like it came from deep emotions of hurt and pain pushed away too deep to feel. I love it.

[Shep]

Another. Great poem, how do you do it?

[Aidz]

Very kewl write Coyote, dipped in the tongue of death , some stuff lies deep within :)

[Linear]

All in all, a wonderful poem, told well, the disgust at the things we did, were called on to do, For God and country they cry.............bollocks... ........it was our tears that were mixed with rain and blood alike, were there any hero's?
Yeah we all died, we just look alive untill you look into those eyes.

[KAREN]

Very strong poem, anger can take hold of our lives and leave us all alone, but as we grow maybe new memories will unfold and anger will fade away. Love the title too!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

WHOA! This was written with such deep powerful emotional anger surgeing through every stanza! Cold Steel, What and excellent title!

[joshua deathdealer]

This is amazing. I can feel your anger in the words as well as great depth and much sadness. I like the way it reads like a letter and I love the ending. Very well done Coyote.