You were my womb
The breast I fed on...

Tears weep and slowly fall onto the bricks of this...
Were I am sitting all alone frozen to the bone...

It was I who whispered in Pilots ear gave him...
And I threw die for His blood stained robe laughed...

The Old Black Dog is back once more whining and...
His fetid teeth want to rip and gnaw purpose and...

When the guns fall silent
when the last shots fired...

My moral compass just went South
A leering grin upon my mouth...

I was born aged 93 toothless gums and arthritic...
Whispy scalp and liver spots faded away the...

I open sleep filled eyes and the scent of you...
It lingers and torments beckons me from the bed...

Cannon be my headstone
Canvas be my shroud...

I will not yearn for yesterday
Nor mortgage my today's for tomorrow...

My Ocean no longer returns to the shore
Words written in sand no more...

Do we ever really die
Or is this just a fabled lie...