They’ll Have Eyes Like A Panther Poem by Mark Heathcote

They’ll have eyes like a panther
That sees every retched cadaver
As something empty meaningless
They’ll have no cruel haughtiness
Nor any need for greed or success
If truly they really do love you.

Their love will be purged of any rage
Their hearts won’t be purses of change
They’ll be drum beaten, unrestrained.
Beaten harder, harder, harder
Than any train approaches, they’ll be defter
If truly they really do hear loves call to you.

They’ll have eyes like a panther
That sees every retched cadaver
As something empty meaningless
They’ll come seeking cohesiveness
Not one with any sheepishness
They’ll all come to hang out with you.

Not one singing in conceitedness.
Not one will show any peevishness
If truly they really do love you
If truly they really do hear loves call to you
They’ll all come to hang out with you