Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "WHEN U get to die..."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "WHEN U get to Die..."


When U get to Die, it'll be "alright", the clock will strike, the bell will Toll whilst all your "Buddies" sigh? And WHEN U DIE don't worry 'bout making the Bed, take the pot off the stove, kissing loved ones goodbye, setting your Camels free; it's a NO-brainer, a Salute to the wind, a gesture, a drum roll whose end U will never - - or come? - to hear complete; the APPLAUSE, the tears, the remorse, the sycophantic sting?... No deviant drug to drag U ON in aches and pains, that UN-wished-for TATTOO of your declining years?.. And not a HOPE of retribution, vengeance, vendetta with  whom to SHARE the same FATE but that U have GONE before?...When YOU get to DIE wear flowers in your hair (assuming U are not bald?) and INTIMATE to your Gentle Mourners: "Suck it UP! Take ya LUMPS! (And with a smile?) Say, as one who knows: Don't Despair!..."


c2017/davedelacroix/Palazzo Delacroix/Sciacca/Sicily.