Billy

I can recall the warm youth of a summer day

The sweetest lemonade

The darkest game arcade

And billy had a yearning

In the corner of his mind

It moved him secretly

It moved him powerfully

But prescience was lacking and the present was not all

And his aptitudes were carelessly wasted

And challenging life with the abandon of a fool

He squandered the hours of his day

Then darkness and disorder slapped him sharply in the face

It hit him like a friend struck something deep within

He couldn't break the chain of slow decay

That seemed to drag him just like a fatal tie toward the other side

And billy was a lunatic

Just barking at the moon

And his brain was totally wasted

He then exchanged his friends for a needle and a spoon

And he through his future away

Bolt the door and throw away the key

Your dim reflection is all that you can see

So where is the justice when no one is at fault

And a human life is tragically wasted?

How fragile is the flame that

Burns within us all to light each passing day?