David Bowie
The Rise of the Ashen Lord

Lord above, who orbits us while in ever repeating bliss,
Give us our daily hit.
Deliver us unto the haze from which shall we never truly awaken.
Shake forth the thunderous religion that shapes our method
And changes: everything has changed.
Be kind to us on Sundays and Thursday's child.
Lead us by the nose to the African night flight that will slowly dry us
And cracked delivering disease and famine across 
All the blistering globe that thy watch over, 
Ever thoughtful, ponderous and wondering, with burning eye.
Be with us, Lord, when we wither.
Watch us flake into dust drawn away by the eternal winds.
Are you crying for us now, Lord?
For those tears will be lost in the depths of nothingness
Just like your blackened presence.
Until then, Oh, Lord, we will wait
For the bliss you promised us.

David Bowie, English singer-songwriter and actor, was born today in 1947.

5 Comments Add yours

  1. MomzillaNC says:

    His passing was a huge loss to the world. Terrific poem. I composed a memoriam when he died. Here’s a link, if you’re interested in reading it: https://momzillanc.wordpress.com/2020/01/08/starman/

    1. Keep an eye out tomorrow for part two…

      1. MomzillaNC says:

        I’ll do that

  2. Did you know Stevie Ray Vaughn played guitar on “Let’s Dance?”

    1. Strangely, I did!

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