I am at the foot of that dam mountain again
Stretching...
A little morning dew
A drink for a grasshopper or two...
This is truly a demon haunted world
Reading the dark revelations of anothers mind...
Growing old and still searching
Saying prayers...
This is not a fair world
Some of us are born clever than others...
Some times you just have to call it like it is
To pretend that it is any thing other than what it...
Crushed beer cans and ashes on the tavern floor
Stale smell of piss that missed the bowl...
Will you be there when my dreams come true?
When it comes to the matters of the heart...
Who are you when your pants are down?
When the social mask is off...
I am nearly an old person!
Stuck here in no man's land...
The inner me longs for nature deep
Dawn a winter's day on the high-veld...
Two by two they climbed the stair of Noah's ark
That is God's plan my friend...