Cold Bodies -

Year of nine

We learned through wine

Not to sing

The hymn of swine

Through vacant words

That fall like birds

From cloudy skies

Our teachers and drug dealers

Take time to eat our minds

Year of ten

We fall again

Failure born

From hidden hands

To the black surface of Kiwanis

Cold bodies rise

Mothers and fathers

Are forced to try…

Identify

Cold bodies rise

Identify…

Cold bodies rise

Identify…