One Moment

 

                         A moment gone is one moment less

                         still  we have time to wonder why

                         it is better to be shrewd

                         better to hurt and not be hurt

                         perhaps to win and not to lose

                         or speak in a loud clear voice

                         when the mind is empty

                         and the soul is sick

                         than whisper the ultimate truth

 

                         Soon  the heart ticks to each beat

                         Camouflaged by little tricks

                         listens to what we want to hear

                         sees what we want to see

                         no longer wonders any more

                         why sham is better than the truth

                         smiles can cover cant

                         why we hate and sometimes kill

                         as we dream the innocent dream

 

                         So  every morning brush the teeth

                         drink your beer  the one that's light

                         a heartbeat away

                         one moment more  one moment less

 

 

                                                        Jack Mashman

                                                        Rev. 1995