Paikin's Song

Huff And Huff Indeed

Huff and huff indeed
As Sahla raced him hard
Sick in his thinking
That there many were
A chasing him

No no not
You'll not catch me
I won't let not any of you
But stop me
So easily
Though here but hell
This where I be
Is hard to return me from
I can't say quit
Or that is it

But running in the dark
Is no good thing
And weak and sick he was
He couldn't but help
And fall him hard
Upon the ground
And lie but still

Yes helpless he was indeed
For the many small things
That shared this Hell
With the most unlucky
To here so be
And this bad time
No one else
Was here to lift him up

Charles Petrie