Paikin's Song

Woe He Cries

Woe he cries
The long since gone
Who by his leaving
No matter how
Or even why he did
Loses his right
To begrudge the changes
So well made since

You call these good
When they are naught but bad
And would so sicken
The Elders of the Old
If still they were
Oh drawing breath

Now come you out
To speak to me
For no matter what you think
Of me myself
Still I have the right
To face you face to face

Best be careful fool
What wish you for
And how you speak
For oh easily
Would you fall
To anyone here
As your cries of woe
Speak of the weak
We've since left behind

Yet who's speaking from
His unseen place
Whilst thinking to lecture me
On all things past

So it seems to be
You should come you out
Or those who listen likely
Will come to think them poor
Of you so boldly hidden

Charles Petrie