The Noble Savage

He walks through the halls, silent and deadly

Watching the pale man talk and relaxed.

Completely off guard, no idea to expect

Unaware of the danger to come

He sits in our churches, and listens in thought

To the tall pale one who talks for the time

Each with something new to teach

Gong rings, and all move to the next sermon

He knows more about us than we will ever know

He takes the time to observe and see who we really are

The pale men are too blind to learn this skill

To be as silent, deadly, and wise as a savage

He knows when to Watch,

When to Breathe

When to Strike

When to Hunt

He knows when to Talk

When to Laugh

When to be Off Guard

When to Relax

He can be like us when we have no idea how to

He knows how to dress, how to act, how to be

He does his best to be a savage at heart and a noble in body

What can't he do? I honestly don't know

I don't know him too well, but I can tell you this

He knows what he is doing in order to achieve his own happiness

I will make sure to be with him as much as I can

And I will support him until the very end

He can't express himself, except on here

I wish he could be himself outside of this site

But, he is one of my good friends, and I will be at his side

That is, if I am worthy enough to follow the Noble Savage