I went to see a friend
A distraction
A warm cup of tea with a smile
Growing cold in my grasp
We brought with us a company
Like no other, a fool for hire
Unique in his sorrow
Unique to my eyes
And you, lost your world
To serve something more than yourself
Forgotten like a winter
Just a cold snap with a whimper
In a few months
He'll be summer
Hurry to the ending
The last page with a twist plot
And you see
A father, a son, a brother
Weightless drifting below the world
Chancing a sight at God
Manic to prove the son he was
He sings a song, floating about the room
Stuck to the sky, is a portrait of the moon
Ageless in tandem
With a die cast and a saint sinned
There's your prophet
Blood stains his hands
I'm dazed but remembered
Just a word count filed far down
In your memory
A slumbered vision now
And you, lost a friend
To serve something more than yourself