He was taken at an age so young,
He read & understood Kafka & Jung,
His poetry turned music to fun,
He stated what he felt, speaking to the Son…
Some say acid did his brain burn out,
I did as much as he did or just about,
My trips like his, to God’s house I did shout,
Why take him so young, he was a son of which we sung…
His experience with a shaman,
Doing peyote in a sweat lodge,
Granted did make his memories a hodge podge,
He was still a great philosopher of his time,
Only the good seem to die young,
Nietzsche did light this philosophers fire in rhyme…
© zed 1/31/07
Love Tinka
thanks for the stroll down memory lane
at such an early age, but our bodies though the same have unknown weaknesses within, so some can take the drugs etc and others can't.
Love,
Eileen
~Linda~