THE DEAD AND THE DYING

The heavy decrepit bodies of the great and not so, mingled with their offsprings, children too young to realise that this too would be their fate. Pathetic men way past their glory days paraded pretending that they still had it, while bored defeated women looked on knowing they didn’t.

It was another day at the enclosed perfectly temperatured salt baths. The warmth was comforting to the skin and the soul and made old bones and muscles feel rejuvenated. The inhabitants floated safe in this maternal womb away from the business deals that no longer mattered in a world that no longer cared and was on its last legs. Some old guys studied the racing form while younger middle-aged men preferred the stock market. Some gambled with their own money while others ventured with what they had married into, or had inherited. All in all there’d be few winners that day. There were no more lucky numbers to be had, or surprise gold and mineral funds in a world that had been looted, raped and gang banged so many times there was nothing left. Certainly not energy for outrage. Only resentment from natives who had been trampled under foot and squashed by the invaders who destroyed paradise without ever having taken the time to truly look around and realise the greatest wealth was above the ground. But like rats they burrowed lower and lower into darkness desperate for any shiny morsel of opportunity. Never thinking any further ahead than that.

We had destroyed the world without realising that such an abomination also destroyed ourselves. What we project outwards also implodes us. Given time.

I stood in the warm salt water as the floating bodies of the dead and the dying circled me.

(C) Frank Howson 2019

Sketch by Frank Howson.

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SWAY

 

My heart skips a beat

Every time that you’re near me

The clouds disappear

The seasons change when you’re here

Never far away

You’re in my heart to stay

So bring your summer love to me…

 

Sway

Your way a little closer to me

Stay

What can I say?

I can’t get you out of my heart

Sway

Oh…sway

 

Night after night

The memories here all around me

Walks in the park

You’re holding me in the dark

Take my hand, dear friend

Together to the end

Here I go again takin’ flight

 

Sway

Your way a little closer to me

Stay

What can I say?

I can’t get you out of my heart

Fall, am I falling too fast?

Will this love really last?

I’m lost in the heat

And I’m feeling the beat

You got the rhythm

You got the style

You got this boy

A’wantin’ you to stay for awhile

They tell me I’m falling

Am I floating away?

I don’t really care right now

I’m in love with you

Sway…

 

Never far away

You’re in my heart to stay

So bring your summer love to me…

 

Sway

Your way a little closer to me

Stay

What can I say?

I can’t get you out of my heart

Sway

Your way a little closer to me

Stay

What can I say?

I can’t get you out of my heart

I can’t get you out of my heart

No, I can’t get you out of my heart

Sway…

Oh, sway…

Sway…

 

Recorded by Stephen Housden.

(c) Frank Howson 2013