Hidden Man Lyrics

Christina Carter Hidden Man

hidden man
never a man to reveal
his eyes
how they look
beyond death
a man of the air
and of evil
and yet
the look of a man
who also has been tender
a portrait
of a mercenary
the thug
he is stupid
he only has instinct
or the man
who is ordinary
neither instinctual
nor thoughtful
a photograph of the dying
missioned to life