We are all birds of passage
With a terminal choice to make
We must leave the world
And I left it for good;
Still I steal a glimpse of it and think;
What good was it there with neighbours
Who owed and didn't pay back
But took a pound of flesh from me
When I owed.
I have left the world for good
That tattletale place
Where confetti is poured on celebs
And paparazzi run after them
Where oblivion is poured
On the wretched and dust their spray.
If I could come back for good
I'll stay alone like now
See no evil or speak it
For I harbour friendship
No living man HSS seen
And with me will come seeds of kindness
In the friendship that man cultivates.
But I left the world for good
To stay in the bottom of the earth
Where no bomb is heard;
No hunger is felt; where illness is no more
And living is death
I left this world for good
A journey every man
Is reluctant but must make
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