Poem for Mark Nichols

After listening to Mark's post http://www.thereallybig.com/julieandmark/ I wrote him this reply.

Mark. Just finished listening to rest of the pieces on the page. Really great. I love the sense of humor, clever lyrics, outstanding performances. Adequate instrumentation ;) gets the point across. 

Julie Lewis. Wow, what a voice! I find my mouth opening wide on its own accord as I listen, wishing those sounds were coming out of me.

Please accept as a gift this poem I wrote between listening to the songs. There is a reference in it to my favorite rock fable that I'd like to take my boy to see in ten years or so. He's a very sensitive seven year old, so I'm taking it slow while exposing him to my favorite artistic works. Trying my best to let him grow up with a sense of security before he learns too much about the real world too quickly. Kids ask deep questions, right? Luckily he still accepts "you're not old enough for this yet."

We pay with pain in this 

worrisome world shall we 

share it all with our

flags unfurled? We 

play our games, we

name our names, and

it all ends so

suddenly.

It all ends so 

suddenly.

The strife in life can

never by "cured", 

in one word let's

call it "absurd," to

think for a moment that you

matter at all, you 

wonder how long and how

hard you will fall.

It all ends so

suddenly.

Don't'cha just love when the

story ends well? 

It sure beats a one-way

ticket to hell.

Little boys and girls are

failing in school. 

Fate stole their chance to

break any rules.

It all ends so 

suddenly.

Monster on the playground

defender on the right

black hole in the middle

consuming all the light.

A galaxy surrounds it; a

spinning whipping tail

contains a yellow sun with many

folks that aren't too well.

The monster's moving in now

grasping with its claws

ignoring all our protests

disobeying its own laws. The

gravity of the situation

goes beyond control, there's

only one way left to go and that's

down the rabbit hole.

We're given life in this

mysterious world. The

golden trumpet heralding our

flags unfurled.

What lays on the other side is

already there.

This side is what matters now

don't forget to care because

It all ends so 

suddenly.