Once upon a time we were there
Up and down and everywhere
Looking through the prism of life, and thinking
How nice it would be to be free…..
From pain and worry, no need to hurry
The house can wait, pots and pans can steep
In water in the sink, who cares if they stink?
No one will see, except you and me..hee, hee, hee
Until, all pots, plates and cups are used,
What will we do? Someone is at the door
Shouting hello, is any one at home? I've tried the phone
No joy, no luck oh well, what the F***
I'll come back later when you're feeling better
What a gas you are, better by far than all the chains and fetters
That when applied you are assured, it'll make you better!
No pain, no gain, is that right? Or are you looking for a fight?
Come ahead and see that fighting is futile, while
The lost are seeking and begging for help
Hoping for wealth and health, the enemy by his stealth,
Has robbed and bound until nothing can be found
That will give some hope that's free from dope
And fags and booze that help you lose that feeling
Of constantly leaning on others to do
The impossible. Help me get out of this rut
I can't see the wood for the trees
Oh wait there's a large pole up ahead….. it’s a cross..
It's empty and I think I heard someone say, "Are you lost?"
Yes, I say, can you help me I don't know what to do
Can I follow you?
Of course you can, I'm the Son of man
Who came to seek and save the lost
But before we go, don't forget to take up your cross.
Full of images, some grief then hope at the end.... potent piece