Riddle of Ruin

My father never understood me

Said Jesus to his friends

What he offered I did not need

So I left home and discovered weed

And the world became much slower

By the second by the minute and the hour

Making it easier to see what’s going on

To discover  what’s being said and what was heard

And we listened to the singing birds

Who warned us in advance

That life is just a chance

Where some folk get to dance

Whilst others get to cry

Where prisoners tell the truth

And men of the church lie

And the innocence of youth

Is a river run dry

And nobody asks why

Because everybody is lost

And those who sign at the cross

Bury the guilt of the past

And those who came in first place

Always finished last..

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