Mount Zion

Once upon a time, my life was on track Moving onward, achieving all my goals Revered by my peers, their pats on my back They praised my advice and said it was gold Its was nice that they cared enough to call me They would say "Mitch, I'm glad you changed that" I'd reply "anything for the company" Followed by dreaded small talk and chit chat Then the day my mom called, my world just caved My brother was sick, in the intensive care San Diego was three thousand miles away Hell or high water, I was going to get there I quit my job just before a promotion The CEO offered me a big raise I declined and his eyes filled with emotion He knew my brother was in his last days When I arrived he could barely see His doctor said AIDS in the last stage Talked about girls and Yosemite He wanted out of his room, his cage I wheel chaired him on out to the parking lot To see my new truck and so he could smoke He quoted a scripture I never forgot His blind eyes pure gray as he took a toke It was about the Mount Zion in our home town He had found God, which explained his calm I said "that is great" as his smoke hit the ground He started my journey, I found it in Psalms By the rivers of Babylon where we sat down yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion