Here Today
We’ll never know when our end shall be,
The screen goes black, the credits roll,
And wide awake or in our sleep,
We’ll never know we lack a soul.
Perhaps that’s why for some it’s tempting
Taking matters in control.
I’ll never know how they make the choice,
And they, alas, aren’t here to tell –
Chronic pain or chronic guilt,
Or pits of lonely, muffled hell ?
I hope it’s not intense romantic folly
That has cast its spell.
I’ll never know how they feel that way,
So desperate to shed the weight –
Yet if I’m honest, right now in my life
Most things are not so great
But never for a moment do I
Seriously contemplate.
I’ll never know, and I hope I never will
What makes them run aground.
There’s always a chance of beauty,
And belief it can be found –
I’m certain that I’ll kick this slump
And you’ll be seeing me around.
