Day Of Jubilee

Aislinn the Bard

Where have all the children gone?
Without their youth, we can’t go on
They live a life we cannot share
Eternal life belongs to the young and fair.

Where have all the poets gone?
Without their verse we can’t go on.
Without simile and metaphor
Eternal life is not worth living for.

Did the impulse to sing and dance
Die with death and with death’s chance?
When eternal life came here to stay
Did it drive the painters and their kin away?

Where have all the singers gone?
Without their songs we can’t go on.
Will you, who have song in your heart
Bow to death and live a life apart?