O Lord
It’s a long and arduous walk; I walked and walked
the sun followed along on top, and it’s smoldering hot,
All I wanted was the cool shady tree and a Coco-Cola.
I wished an easy life, a demure wife, a paramour
with a touch of class, some semblance of humor and finesse,
but life turned out to be harsh, wife doltish, and but a fantasy.
Ensnared, entangled—to escape life is to embrace death,
As I say, like a drowning man gasping for his last breath.
O Death, pray be kind to me and set this weary wayfarer free.
Afterlife or not, let us keep this delusion alive
let me also be entertained by the celestial nymphs
indulge myself in nectar and ambrosia, milk, honey and wine.
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