Treasure Island

Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Strumming The Old Death Blues

and the aims
of the beat

How we

Yes 'Father Death Blues'.

Sing the blues
and fly home
in familiar death

its a


Guru Death
we considered
you too,

and its true,
is a teacher,

of the blues,
along with pain
poverty too.


Dharma Hinduism Death
within Buddha Sangha
Elite Buddism Death.

in India

yet Buddha
rejected there,

for the allure
of the chaste system
and reincarnation.

Yet in three
a primary

Hinduism as in
Jainism and

the possibility
for human

to be spiritually
to the gods.

Yes Death an old
family member
at our fireside,

Death our friend
in travel,
wherever we reside.

Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Edited: Monday, April 18, 2011
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