I was there, now I'm gone,
In my mind, sing this song.

Song of words, song of hope,
That one day, I'll get some dope.

In my head, I feel pain,
Does that say, my life's in vain.

Should I seek, should I look,
For that job, or that book.

Will i die, will I fly,
Should I stare life in the eye?

Will my words have an end
As my path goes round the bend.

Will I see what is not
Or are my words that of a clot!

Now my words, all must end
For my life's on the mend.

Stuart V Cook
March 05, 1999
Copyright Stuart V Cook 1997-2004