Monday, November 12, 2012

Lyric on the Fly

Poor little guy,
what did he think?
Did he feel the void sigh
as he came upon the brink?

And will I know when
my own time is nigh?
Or go in oblivion
like this dumb fly?

Lord grant me the courage
to face that same abyss
Failing that,
make me oblivious

1 comment:

Dennis Dale said...

On a fly drawn into a vacuum cleaner.