12-08-80

Dec. 8th 1980




In my youth

Your music and words

Found me railing

Against an unfair systems

Of checked balances.



As a young man

Your words and music

Found me walking for days

Trying to catch

Those mirages and

Always finding nothing.



Now you are gone

Your music and words

Find me growing old too soon

From chasing shadows

Into holes

Where I cant go.





WDF