Tuesday, 14 August 2012

NO MORE (for SJD 1988-2011)

No more begging in the parking lot... . 
No more weed that needs be bought... . 

No more sleeping on basement floors... . 
No more wizard / warrior course... . 

No more melody no perfect pitches... . 
No more wallet with sacred promises... . 

No more Reggae no Pink Floyd... . 
No more boys who beat up boys... . 

No more girls who turn away... . 
No more Pleides no milky way... . 

No more pocketing the piggy bank change... . 
No more walks in the labyrinth maze... . 

No more grey eyes no more fingers... . 
No more Cap’n Crunch for dinner... . 

No more mickeys of bath tub Gin... .
No more bikes in the winter wind... . 

No more rushing the waves at Tofino... . 
No more ones & no more zero... . 

No more fixing my wedding vows... . 
No more branding Uncle’s yearling cows... . 

No more signing gramma’s cheques... . 
No more wondering what come’s next... . 

No more drumming on the pawn shop snare... . 
No more bareback on the greenbroke mare... . .

No more 12 step serenity prayer... . 
No more sitting in the hot tub vapour... . 

No more jackpot on the VLT ... . 
No more sleeping on the LRT... . 

No more paddles in the red canoe... . 
No more cans of HUNGRY MAN soup... . 

No more fingers on the piano keys.... 
No more sunsets in the evening heat.... 

No more Judas no more Jesus... . 
No more trying so hard to please us... . 

No more spits from the grade six kids... . 
No more Bartok on your fingertips... . 

No more schemes to hunt for gold... . 
No more jumping into the swimming hole... . 

No more black thoughts no more blue... . 
No more Lao Tzu that only you knew... . 

No more web page no more cell... .
No more naked in a prison cell... . 

No more sleeping in the sunshine bed.... 
No more silver ring that said..... 

“This too.... this too will pass”... . 
No more climbing the steel and glass... . 

No more crawling in the aisles... . 
No more walking miles & miles... . 

No more judges no policeman... . 
No more second hand Aero star van... . 

No more twin towers coming down... . 
No more calls from some little town... . 

No more camping in the rain... . 
No more sorrow no more pain... .

No more anger no more shame... . 
No more thoughts of who’s to blame... .

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