Note: Equilibrium Distortion Poem by Roger Bewman

Walkin' on the river bank
Find a note that’s so frank

Unfolding stories
Some untold
Some forgotten
Some unsold

‘’Gallileo was a priest…’’
that’s a lie
‘’Nostradamus was a painter…’’
that’s a lie

Now in the world of smoke
Sure must travel to the north
Where the light might be dim
But I’ll find my way in

I met Escimoes
Met bears
Met seals
That all had shares
In the Book of Neverending Dares

Sixty months have passed by
Haven’t found the reason why
The note vanished in the sky

Now I’m back in Tennesee
Ten for you and one for me
From the shares of the bears and the seals
From the Book of Neverending Chills

Wait a moment that’s not the right Book
Must go back and look
But instead I overshook
My mind fantasy old spook