Vincent Died July 29-- Part 2

VINCENT DIED JULY 29-- PART 2 For years you searched, just to belong Your madness proved, your choices wrong So for Gauguin, your friend and peer For his desertion, a severed ear Then, long drunken hours, at “The Night Cafe” A “Man In Sorrow” on display Like a “Windbeaten Tree” your emotions bared Your faith now lost, but no one cared Your world then flares, into sweeping swirls As “The Starry Night” its hues unfurls Beneath the sky “Sunflowers” so bright But yet again, the dark sides blight Those years of struggle, to regain your sanity Brought your biggest loss, trust in humanity So with colors dark, the image jaded Your love and dreams, then finally faded And now you weep “At Eternity’s Gate” Your field of dreams, await their fate AND SO The moral of his life Now becomes, four fold And lessons not then learned Shall now by me, be told When you lose in love Your hand, you should not burn Just because, it’s fried and crispy It’s not, “KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN” Vern Always, to your friends Try to lend an ear Just, don’t chop it off And gift it, as a souvenir If life just drives you crazy And painting, keeps you sane Just pretend, you’re painting life And drink lots of champagne When you’re young and life’s gone bad Don’t put your life on hold You do not need, to kill yourself Unless, you’re really old But no moral, can be learned By committing suicide Cause you can’t dream, nor paint your dream Now, that you have died BOEMS BY JA 299