I am a very lucky man
Seeing where I was and
where I am today
It’s not a place that can be described
Life stories with twists and turns
seldom can
It was like throwing a mystery ball
up in the air
And not knowing
where it might land
Dark skinned boy didn’t belong
in a taipan carpet world
But someone was looking over him
They took his hand and
the journey began
To where one learned to sink or swim
Met the girl who would change his life
Everything should have changed
but some things never did
Love doesn’t just come and go
Real love stays forever
Holding onto lost memories
in a jar on the window sill
Craziness mixed with happiness
is sometimes what’s needed
It’s a cockeyed cocktail to wake you up
As the wind blows life along
Faithfully following that paper cup
Danish pastries and eyes wide shut
Ironing out all those kinks
Always finding time for some new ones
Keeping count of all those links
You knew you had to let them go
If you wanted her to stay
But you couldn’t fight urge overkill
Not even for twenty one lockdown days
Don’t know what you were trying to prove
To whom and what and where
Gotta shrug off all that teenage angst
To see who’s still standing there
She’s been with you through thick and thin
For better and for worse
She’s been your mother, wife and lover
She’s even been your full time nurse
She’s always been there for you
When there was no one by your side
Even when you lost your way
And didn’t know left from right
You’re a very lucky man, my friend
Don’t throw it all away again
This time that boomerang
might never come back
When no one’s there to play
Change the recipe and shoot the cook
Feed your head with something new
Take off that record playing on Repeat
No one cares about what
anyone did yesterday
I see crowns slipping fast
and clowns slipping on banana peels
There’s nothing of any substance
They’re all more important
than anyone else
It’s all about self survival
Copyright © Hans Ebert