Thank God for music.

Curated tunes for old and young

A delicious recipe of endless permutation

Of beats, of strums and playful hums.

Songs of romance

Songs of might

Songs of all those men in strife.

Songs of grit

Songs of old

Songs that make my mood all right.

Sing to me those songs, I pray.

In this long night, as I lay

On old dead ochre grass—

Helpless.

Play me some of that good music.

Thank God for poetry.

In the rhyming schemes

And the rhythmic verses

Into profound depths my muse immerses

A weary pilgrim, a wounded soldier;

Spent and bent to the whims and mercies

Of soi-disant judges and callous overlords,

My essence finds utterance

In poignant line breaks.

Lull me a lullaby as I sleep,

And don’t you break my slumber deep

In this long night, as I lay

On old dead ochre grass—

Read to me some sweet poetry.