10/25/91- Blue Clouds

                                                            10/25/91
                                                    Brisbane,Australia
                                                                                
 
                            Blue Clouds
 
         What to make of it
         To turn our backs on our blessings
         To point upwards,accuse the sky
         Forget many hours of a sun's breath upon us
         To believe that our job controls the weather
         Black clouds on a carnet
         A performer with a gimmick
         How self important our vision is
         Entertainment without enjoyment
         To judge a day by it's color
         Perhaps the next leg should traverse droughted plains
         So the fruit of our labors would show plain on the canvas
         Or open our eyes to see life in other hands
         Those which a man's could never be mistaken for.