Seasons in the Sun

[CCoburn]

Seasons in the Sun


He appeared so happy and full of life
Reciting bad news like a vibrant television anchor woman
even though something inside was very dark, growing and spreading

These are the times when the cure may be worse than the cause
A curse oblivious any context regarding the lesser of two evils;
neither any path of least resistance

All is only a matter of time anyway, of varying duration
with an added dimension of location

This was the time of descent to unknown,
the feeling, and the experience, to just let it all go

Although maybe not so much going as returning,
from a place absent time, only to be sprung back, anew

Forgotten was all of the muck that he had to crawl through,
and it really won't be so bad, not knowing