Comic Redemption

COMIC REDEMPTION Once when that black ice cloud confined me again Penetrating mind and heart, freezing all aspiration Taking me below resentment fear or pain To a hopeless state of dull weary enervation I heard a voice that transformed my demeanour Max Miller, fabled comic in stand up routine performing His art, vitality and zest were my spirit's redeemer Divinely decadent achieving a mind's reforming The fog of despondence dispersed and I once more saw light And hugged myself for shared joy, laughter, life restored Though my problems might still exist, somehow it was alright I could face them and they didn't have me floored With vitality broadcast from sacred creative spark Though his genius was not what you would call fine art It's effect was as great as if by Mozart or Bach In raising my spirits, inspiring to once more take part So a blessing on those with talent to give us mirth Holy, unholy power to reveal life's balance and shatter The belief that all has solemn, significant worth And to see that sometimes it really just doesn't matter Hence let lightness and joviality infect our space Spread from Jupiter to gloomy Pluto and Angry Mars So that even God that old curmudgeon will crack his face And laughter then will echo round the stars