reminds me a bit of some simon and garfunkel

If I'm to wake up before I grow old,
I must rise.
If I'm to shake all this dust off my soul;
I realize
that as each day dawns with nothing to hide,
it seems we all were born to let our inside
     all out, all out

If we're to stand out before we fall in,
we must stand.
It's time to move once the music begins.
Come on and dance!
Dance together now.
As we fill our lives with laughter and song,
when our time has come,
we'll know we'll have gone
     all out, all out.

When those days are hot
and those nights are cold
and you feel yourself growing old,
you can sure enough depend on me 
for some of that old sweet sympathy.
     So won't you let it all out,
     all out, all out

If we're to wake up before we grow old,
we must rise.
If we're to shake all this dust off our souls,
we'd be wise
to forget all the things they taught us in school.
Instill no doubt.  Just live by one rule:
     all out, all out,
     all out, all out.

All Out

Blown away on a windy day,
like autumn leaves we fall.
Cast adrift from the mother ship,
we find no port of call.

	 When taking on
	 the great beyond
	 there are no first-borns.
	 There are no chosen ones.
	 We are only, 
	 we are all 
	 ephemeral.

Ash to ash, dust to dust,
remains of stars embrace.
Life goes on, minus one
forever unreplaced.

	 She’s taken on
	 the great beyond.
	 So, where are her first-born
	 and all her chosen ones
	 minus a mommy,
	 without our source?
	 Without our Polly
	 we are all, of course,
	 ephemeral. 
	 Ephemeral.

					© 2014  Fattie Pookins, Esq.

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