Garden

In the garden that you kept
You were free to make ends meet
Like two roses you could keep
Petals wet but did not weep

Rain came down the road wept mud
Car rushed down the cold made naught
A thatched roof bolt the frame called hut
Hot fought hard for blood I leapt

What makes you feel alive Sonny
To see yourself die, honey
The kids just grew up, on telly
Come watch it it's all real, well ---

This garden, where does it lead? Hell?

This road, can we escape?

Or through it find while letting go

Of hope, that there is something

Funny

Beyond rot