The Makeshift Eulogy

• by Mark Napier

  
  
  
• there are things that move me to song
  along with smug feelings of being right
  happiness veiled in a light made from denial
  but in the end reality tells me I am wrong
  
  my friend helped me along
  staying with me through the troubles
  ups downs and in betweens
  whispering how weak I am when he is strong
  
  all this I believed and loved him
  worshiped him filled with his
  spirit of love and strength
  gave him my soul to be saved from sin
  
  today I cried scared and alone
  the loss of innocence was felt again
  unknown and unplanned for, looking for my friend
  filled with sorrow and chilled to the bone
  
  where were you friend when I needed you
  alone and far from the safety of my world
  lost and wandering like a frightened squirrel
  and it was then I realized the truth
  
  I had made you up, in my head
  to make the world a better place
  to comfort me in times dreary race
  but the truth is you are long since dead
  
  my god died today and let me down
  a makeshift eulogy
  for a makeshift deity
  my god died today without a sound
  
  
  © 2002 Mark A. Napier