Chapter 22 – Nothing is for Keeps
A post-Sky Burial reflection on mortality…
Nothing Is For Keeps
Clothes and furniture are fine and dandy
My blanket’s warm and snug
The check in the bank puts food on the table
While the kids play on the rug
I’ve got shelter from the storm
That keeps me out the rain
I’ve got prayers that deliver me from evil
And pills to numb my pain
In spite of all these things
I can’t deny that each of us is damned
When sleep eternal lurks behind
Ever grasping with its hand
Security’s but an illusion
Our lives are but a dream
Insurance can’t protect us
When nothing’s as it seems
Never prepared to hear the news
Of another dragged away
Never too young or full of life
For today to be your day
So cherish what you have
And be careful how you speak
All you know is forever fleeting
Nothing is for keeps