Song Going On Poem Poem by Fidel Saavedra Bravo

tell me what you wanna do
tell me what you wanna do
when you're getting closer
to the pit of doom

tell me who you wanna do
tell me who you wanna do
when the sky turns dark
right above your woe

your lifeline's coming to an end
no more heirs being born again
who else can you offend?
no more parties to attend

tell me where you wanna go
tell me where you wanna go
now that walls are crumbling down
as you stab to death your foe

tell me who you wanna meet
tell me who you wanna meet
to confess your sins
and renew your skin

you can be no priest or doc
healing wounds of body and soul
ere you wander'd along the dock
you called a friend, you found a foul

there you go, running away
from then, now and future ghosts
Oh, when?
When will you be home again?
Oh, when?
When will you release me
from your mould?

Santiago, December 2008, March 2009

Copyright (©) Fidel Saavedra Bravo,2009.