Last Tide Out Poem by Roger Snow

The Shorline Calling me
and this wind is turning free, ,

and there's sign in the Sky
telling me, come child, ,
come up, , now fly, ,

and there's that old Room
up the Stairs, ,
Where I used to live
Draped in Gloom
a Table minus chairs
and a Roof which
leaks like a sieve
and abandoned soon, ,
but no one Cares, ,
it's just a Room, , ,

and no one Cares, , ,

I suppose I could stroll the Beach
maybe find solace within my reach, ,


But I feel the only way, , ,
is to follow Shorelines Call, ,

and just sail away, ,

and no one cares

what becomes of me, ,
I live reclusive in a self
styled serenity, , ,

and no one cares, , ,

Some Artist will come along
and maybe help to write this song
for I can no longer hold Key
My voice is older then History, ,
and there's a wish
that's comforting
To know in my day, ,
I sang well enough
for what I'd play
and when I'm back Home, ,
Again that Talent, ,
will be my own, , ,

Tide draws back pulling me
feel the Energy of the Sea, ,
as she calls me Home, , ,
one last Tide for me
to take seriously, , ,
cause it's taking me Home, , ,
no more shall there stand
Obstacles holding me back
on this Melting land
Wind calls out, , Sail Now
you're Finally Free, , ,

Hear the rush of the Wind
wraps around my head
kisses sweep across my chin
and now touch the eyes of God, , ,
you've arrived Home, , ,

and no one cares, , ,

No one's missing me
I've no connection here
to covet me
I'm loose with all I have
let it fall to the ground
I don't care, ,
it's all a Burden to me anyway
I never held it as important
to me in that Day
why keep it now, , , let it fall, ,

and no one cares to say

what's wrong with me,
and why I feel this way, , ,
and that's the way I'd have it
that's best for me, ,
to have nothing or no one
to have a say, , , ,

in my life I've done ~~~~~~~~~ End ~~~ why? ~~~~~ because ~~~~