All the words have been spoken
All the muted thoughts
Now broken
Of life
Love
And living
Of where this ship has BROUGHT
Us
A rhyme
You demand
I offer this
My severed hand
Use it as you need
Toss the rest to greed
Ancient ones know well
The specific lay of HELL
Their wisdom sends us onward
Far beyond this wicked place
Our anguished eyes
Concealed
From her vile face
Yes my friend
Beautiful friend
This is my humble end
As a new day
Begins
The old one has retired
No conspiracy
Conspired
Simply
I am tired…….
Inspiration from:
“It hurts to set you free….but you’ll never follow me”……Jim Morrison The Doors©
http://www.last.fm/music/Jim+Morrison/+videos/+1-O66rPVIp1_E
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2011
