Was it Dillinger or Buddha who said when he hit the floor,

“Oh, Good God you got me, in the next life I’ll get some more,”?

Was it the camel or the desert who in the blaring of the sun

Said “all that I can carry is the sum of what I am”?

Does the truth hang on the knife’s edge, did old Holden catch his youth?

Is the rye too thick to walk through, will we ever have the proof?

Can you hear the birds singing?

Or are my ears just ringing?

We might add up all the moments

For what we think we are

We might disembark completely

From the zooming of the cars

But I think instead we should watch the sunrise

Hold my hand and look into my eyes

Pray to god or whoever for more time.

Did the apple fall on Newton, or was it the other way around,

Did Whitman let the grass grow or did he mow it down?

Did we conquer Mt. Everest or create another chore

If we stared into the mirror would we only end up bored?

I have shattered all the conch shells and beheaded all the pigs

Is the Lord of Flies a bloodline? Can I hear that demon sing?

Are my words too flattering?

Or are my teeth chattering?

We might add up all the moments

For what we think we are

We might disembark completely

From the zooming of the cars

But I think instead we should watch the sunrise

Hold my hand and look into my eyes

Pray to god or whoever for more time.

Do you know the name of the tribe your Daddy killed 

When he got the nice job that would pay your college bills?

Did they desecrate the shoreline of the river you live near?

Did Moses split its waters and leave it running deep with fear?

Was it Jesus or Don Quixote who was chasing better days

With ignorance of people blinding visions with a haze

Can you hear the hounds howling?

Is it Shiva the Destroyer scowling?

We might add up all the moments

For what we think we are

We might disembark completely

From the zooming of the cars

But I think instead we should watch the sunrise

Hold my hand and look into my eyes

Pray to god or whoever for more time.