Protected by the stars who sold my soul. A singing effigy, forever rolling just to hear the words spoken, not once, but over and over. Like the eulogy of a ululating angel. Sharing the Nusrat ocean's rythmn with light And a tendency to break up, to break, break. The jagged mountains look down upon them both.
Cigarettes cause le cancer.
Love of humanity causes poems. This then there. Wave to Cappy for he has travelled all of the oceans and found Joy. Here's to you, Big Dream. I'll answer that for you.