Mother’s milk is bitter
Tired of this continuance
Pray the Almighty finish it
& give me his admittance

So little is ever appreciated,
except by the very few
& I still feel my love’s arms
around me, holding me tight,
that feeling still lingers thru-
out all my barren nights

Death couldn’t finish it
Ever in my in my heart
Now I yearn to end
This lonely existence,
& depart

All party’s must end,
this one too, all party’s
are meaningless, this
one’s over-due.

I was lucky to find real love
This much I know is true
I never understood why
the Lord giveth, only to
taketh it away. Do you?

— Ray Laccetti