The ocean in which we sail and swim
is filled to the brim with plastic and tin

Forests are falling rivers are dry
and we are all wondering why

We believe it’s the fault of the corporate few
and not the fault of me or you

We’re looking here we’re looking there
it seems we’re looking everywhere

But the elusive answer we’re trying to find is
the persistence of greed in the human mind

A recycling program should be put in place
for delusions in minds in the human race

Our love is selective for those who are close
Our love is elective for those in the shadows

Other people who we do not know
are lucky to receive a cold ‘hello’

‘Self’ is the enemy over here
This is where we need some fear

Some words that I heard were certainly solemn
A wise man said “No self, no problem”

Poor penguins
and polar bears
no ozone
above them
in the air
Soon in the cold
arctic ocean
They'll be selling the seals
suntan lotion

The towns around me are boring
I don’t want to go out my door
I sit inside here snoring
There’s nowhere I want to explore

The people I see are not pretty
Something is wrong with each face
Exceptions are few, just me and you
I dislike the whole human race

When I plan a great escape
and fly from north to south
the sun is so hot I’m begging for shade
but don’t want to be in or out

The menus never change
The choices are always the same
I’m finding my food very strange
and looking for someone to blame

I’ve been living here way too long
I’m beginning to squinch and flinch
It is said that just like this song
The English love to whinge

Son number one remembered the words he could have said
during the days that he stood by her bed

The Pharmacist came to pay his respects and he cried
He came and he cried when he heard that she had died

Her husband descended into his loss
With so many holes to fill in his life
He now knew the wonder of his wife

One brother placed a teddy bear beside her
as she lay inside her heaven-bound home
She had told him no one had ever given her one

The Pharmacist came to pay his respects and he cried
He came and he cried when he heard that she had died

My mother’s brother grieved when he heard the words
that some of her sons said about the other ones

Her one daughter contemplated all the things
that some of her sons ought to have done
in the days before she was gone

The Pharmacist came to pay his respects and he cried
He came and he cried when he heard that she had died

Where was the call
that never came yesterday
Potentials were in place,
I was here you were there

Sometimes life insists
on something other than
the rituals and plans
of a woman and a man

Flying in cyber air
little bits of digital dust
bumping momentarily
into us

Catching up on our day
with not-so-necessary words
needing to be said
and needing to be heard 

One by one born into life
kernels popping in a heated pan
popped into the mouth 
of an  occasionally reverent fan 

An absence of  words  was  heard
as we drifted into an absence of light
I slept well 
How was your night

If you sit by my bed
while I’m becoming dead
would you remember please 
these words that I’ve said

Watch your thoughts and feelings
guard your mind against
gladness or sadness
or bedside pretense

My journey will depend
on the state of my mind
In peace, please help me
leave this world behind

Farewell to you and yours
As I walk through this door
to everyone I’ve known
I say goodbye for ever more

This end is the beginning
of a world that will be new
This one will disappear
along with me and you

We climbed some hills
then descended deep into
wild woods in the valley
where
we spent some scary time
debating our crimes
before climbing out slowly

Where are we now, my love?

We stumbled fumbled and fell
into the raging river
full of rocks
scraped by stones
beaten by bits of trees
Desperate for air
we almost drowned
before we crawled out
to sit on solid  ground

Where are we now, my love?

I am wondering why
we are still savoring
sour-tasting memories
of war games

We were headed somewhere
Do you remember where?