Help

the dying goes on and on

like a waltz undressing a song

the windows are open

birds leave their wires

alignments betrayed

and the dying goes on and on

help me I cried

give me reason to live

while the dying goes on and on

like a monk with a lotto win

manifest your future

you silly old cow

she says with a wide apple grin

help’s on the way

make your intentions clear

the dying goes on and on

the living take longer to win

there’s a bird on the wire

with a message that comes

none too soon

manifest your future

take charge of the fire

don’t follow the rest

plant yourself on the island marooned

scrape the sand from your heart

uncover the jewel

leave your life in the hands
of this big poochy moon

For Maria