Chorus Without A Song Poem by jim hogg

Where will they find us
when we're gone?
Beneath the stones
we're carved upon
Between the stars
just hanging on
Or in the wind like ash
or appleblossom blown
Or rolled like dice
or caught in nets
Or in the smoke
of some stranger's cigarette
Or half remembered summer song
we never sung
Or prayer for a promised land
In a language we could never understand
Or standing back to back on sand
Searching time's horizon blind
For each other's squinting eyes
Like love's the missing link
Or just the dried up residue
Of an over-sweetened drink
Or overcome by profit dreams
And baked in ice for centuries
Until the moment when we see
That all we've ever loved and done
Was in the name of greed disguised
And sowing seed and wars and lies
Until it hurts to laugh
Or pleases us to cry