Lost & Found

Lost,
I did my scarcely used mind at the edge of the water,
Splashing by the muddy banks, playing with the turtle necks,
Crafting mighty castles in the sand, I walk on the pebbled rocks,
A mighty breeze does come and blow down their walls,
No I do not think aloud my fears, they’re enacted out before my eyes,
I cannot now retrace my steps, for they have been forgotten and covered by these sands of time,
On the shores of life, the stream of health does shower a rain of hope,
But the loose grains of misery soak it in to the core of them,
What can I do, but question them, the loose grains,
No they do not answer, my plight remains, shower-less the night remains,
A sunlit sky at the time it may rise, a burning light streaking up the skies,
A sunlit sky as the sun may set; a pale, sad red fills up my horizon,
The sands, though still remain as they were, some now moist, some dry,
Some just settling down from after a ride in the windy sky,
The gentle breeze of harmony, was invaded by a stormy lash of angry winds,
And as I stood at the edge of the water, I saw it sprayed upon my face,
Exposing itself to me,
All over my body little droplets, now only travel down, back to where they belong,
But as they go, to me they sing an enchanting song,
The spray hits me again and now I know its for real, not just a dream,
As I sit there without my mind at the edge of the water,
I think to myself and I know now that the hope that presents itself to me now,
Is what’s true, and my rain, she might never come,
I run along the water’s edge happy and ecstatic, overflowing with emotion,
And amidst all my joy and the untamable commotion,
I knew that there was something that day, something… my heart, that, I...
Found

So what do I need?

I am a nothing, a nobody, a lifeless lump of matter,
So what do I need?
A mind, a body and someone to write their order letter,
15 days for postage and handling, cash on delivery and someone to glue it all together.

I am now a man with a mind and body,
So what do I need?
Some children, a wife, a car and a house,
A job to pay for their needs and someone to get rid of those roaches and that ugly mouse.

I am now a husband and father, the owner of a house, the murderer of the roaches and the ugly mouse,
So what do I need?
Money: lots of it, to pay for my wines, my clothes, and that new fleet of stairs,
My servants, their helpers and hotel rooms for my innumerous affairs.

I am now a rich husband and father, the owner of a house, the murderer of roaches and that ugly mouse, having an affair,
So what do I need?
An Aspirin, a Valium, to calm me and rid me of headaches from my wife’s shrieks and that carpenters hammering to reshape that stately log,
A doctor, a surgeon, and maybe some poison to shut up that stupid old dog.

I am now a very ill rich husband and father, the owner of a car and a house, the murderer of those roaches and that ugly mouse, having an affair, feeling sorry he ever got married,
So what do I need,
A damn good lawyer, to rid me of my wife and her children and her car and house,
A generous amount of alcohol that I will share with the relatives of that expired mouse.

I am now a very ill drunk, who was a rich husband and father, who had killed a mouse and made up with its family, who had once had an affair, feeling sorry he didn’t stay married,
So what do I need?
A motel room, some drinks, a TV, those roaches and mice and something to eat,
If I have all those things I don’t need any more, my life will be complete.

I am now a nothing, a nobody, a lifeless lump of matter,
So what do I need?