The Absurdity Of Life

Absurdity of Life

Stumbling through rows

Upon rows….

Of headless flowers.

Wandering wildly

At the assassination

Of such beauty.

Someone told me at school

There was a heaven

And a headman whose name

Was god.

They told me of gates above

And endless caress of love.

And another place of fire

That waited for me if 

I strayed from paths so dire.

But I never believed for a moment

Never told a prayer

Not one that was true.

Instead I listened to Camus

And his old mate Kafka.

I looked at Faustian scriptures

And swore at the rich

In St Stephens

As everyone turned to shit.

When I go I want you

To promise me

My old bones will

Be burned to ashes

And mixed with a glass

Of Jamesons.

For everyone to taste

My disbelief. 

And toast my time

Absurdly, 

Delivering peace.