Old Rock

Passing by this old rock I met ten years ago Displaying ugly scars of many useless battles Fought to escape my laughter Fought to make the tearful rain Sought to grow my garden of woe. This old rock I met ten years ago Laughs at my lonely life Mocks at my mangled mind Points at this broken axe I hack brethren down. This old rock I met ten years ago Bawls over my bloody hands Asks if mine is a happy life Living in this empty town Once full of songs. This old rock I met ten years ago Asks if there is a home For people I send beyond. Dear old rock I met ten years ago Why not go and see for yourself?