DAH (May 10,1965 / Berkeley, Ca.)

Sleep Dream Love

Sleep little child.

when beddy-bye comes,

plug up your ears

against the wild drums.


Dream, little child,

and pray not to wake,

for Life leads to Death,

foretold by heartache.


Love, little child,

while still you have time:

There's not a thing more,

in prose or in rhyme.

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