CHRONOS

(for Gil)

 

A path runs 'long the railroad track

On the other side are graves.

Time sees us all as equals -

We'll always be its slaves.

Chronos, couldn't you have spared

A precious year or two?

He was my friend, he was my teacher,

And time don't mean a thing to you.

 

In dreams I see him now

Moving toward the light

He has broken through

This veil of endless night

Satan stands there seathing

Over one who got away,

But Gil still calls him Brother -

Death, where's your mastery today?

 

Perhaps you'll reconsider

If I tell you about this man.

He was a Good Samaritan,

Always there with a helping hand.

I'm sure that you've heard many

Mournful tales of good men lost, oh but

I'd have followed this one

Down through Hell, at any cost.

 

In dreams I see him now

Moving toward the light

He has broken through

This veil of endless night

Satan stands there seathing

Over one who got away,

But Gil still calls him Brother -

Death, where's your mastery today?

 

I've always been a sailor, Gil

Just as you've always loved the earth,

So it's no less than fitting

That you should get there first.

I shall sail the seven seas, my friend,

The die were always cast,

Until Chronos comes to take me, too,

And we... meet again... at last.

 

 

©1996 John A. Yezeguielian - All Rights Reserved

 

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