"Eulogy" (poem)
Falling like a feather
But my belly feels like lead
My spine is bound in leather
And my words are plainly read
Alchemy rears it's measure
With deeds and what is said
Sunlight rings a distant bell
Raising me from the dead
So now let this eulogy
Rust the iron apathy
Let our epitaph
Be an entrance path
To all the places we need to be
It was an empty grave
Where I used to rest my head
Now I plant perrenial seeds
Where I had made my bed
Consicrate the "used to be"
Cultivate the once good things
With blooms of better dreams
Born from bones
That night times bring
So cast the iron apathy
Like ashes to the open sea
Let simple math
Add then subtract
All the shackles that binded we
by Me
Falling like a feather
But my belly feels like lead
My spine is bound in leather
And my words are plainly read
Alchemy rears it's measure
With deeds and what is said
Sunlight rings a distant bell
Raising me from the dead
So now let this eulogy
Rust the iron apathy
Let our epitaph
Be an entrance path
To all the places we need to be
It was an empty grave
Where I used to rest my head
Now I plant perrenial seeds
Where I had made my bed
Consicrate the "used to be"
Cultivate the once good things
With blooms of better dreams
Born from bones
That night times bring
So cast the iron apathy
Like ashes to the open sea
Let simple math
Add then subtract
All the shackles that binded we
by Me