The sun it rose
The rose it bloomed
The Years they passed
They said it changed in five
But it’s more like twenty
——
The Jester Jest
While
The Joker did his best
The Bishop wept
The proud man lied
While the ego and pride starved
The hippy cried
Meanwhile
The middle class was slowly dying ….
But the working man
The partner
The power couple
They keep their heads down and they keep building
Dylan said
It’s life and life only….
——-
I climbed that mountain
To write your name in the wind
So they could spread your seduction
Across Appalachia
Now I’m down from my mountain
To tell the tale
——-
Hear the names
From the ghost
From
The broken life
From the middle class
Who endured so well
We try to forget the earth the clay
That we all return to someday
But god is on that mountain
And
The past cries out with every new morning.
Children remember, there’s a cloud of witnesses watching over you…
Who’ve gone on before you-who knows the path so well….
Regarding Samuel 