Raise Your Glass
raise your glass, my friends,
the earth has spun a new day
another season to etch its marks
on both the surface and substance of our faces
raise your glass
to the heroic human heart
that insists on sustaining
our thin shelled vessels of avarice
raise your glass, my friends,
to the lies of ancient children,
wicked conspirators of destiny,
that indifferently mark their score cards
with the blood of our anguished souls
raise your glass, my friends,
to the little poet
who so carelessly tossed the first twig
only to suffocate the flame
and later.... watched as I wept over the ashes
oh yea, raise a glass
better make it a double
