(DARKLY I A MAN GO)
Here you are hanging over my head... A promise made before I and I born... Death my old nemises, my old friend... Black cape waving in the breeze... Tattered and torn... So subtle... No one knowing how you will come... You skilled in so many techniques... I but a student sitting in the auditorium listening to you speak... Your voice... I know that voice... You came in the night... Such a talented thief... Left I a man crying in a driving rain... Such pain... Such pain... I in anguish calling you from the heavens... Such foolish folly... You were gone... On your way to take another one... Such your way... Such a humbling lesson... I a graduate standing on your stage... A black suit draping my frame... Ashes to ashes and dust to dust another one lowered into the ground... Tears dissolving into dirt... Death the promise... So on and henceforth.
JERALD hamzahfaruq MURPHY
