January 28th, 2008 at 4:43 pm (Godology)
From time to time
It is from time to time we go
In and out of life and lives
Look here we find a place to grow
As the years of days pass quickly by
O yes there is so much to know
It is waiting deep here inside
Oh death you are not a carrion crow
There is no such thing as suicide
Life is without an ending woe
Absolutely born into the sky we fly
To watch knowledge’s variety show
With its audience far and wide
A very interesting quid pro quo
Where wisdom and truths within reside
The mind considers as it knows
Experience has made wondrous this ride
With all the sculptured faces known
By the soul of knowledge here inside
in memory of Joseph U. Labov