NEW BREATH

Spinning glide the Earth we dare
Sunshine looming everywhere
'Round about ten tendrils twine
Weakish clay's ephemeral swine..

Short in years & long in life
No pleasure prances absent strife!
Take heed, dear friends, the age has come
So treasure dances.. drink the rum.

Thy lusts will answer when silence speaks
When stand ye naked, adorned in heaps
Of clay and sand, and all your worth
To see if thou should know rebirth.

Take heed then, friend, I mortal like you
I live and breathe the same air as you
Repent of thy ways, of sickness and death
And take a NEW BREATH

(in through the nose, OUT through the mouth. Ancient mediation)