By Kind Permission

I’m riding on a donkey
feeling like a monkey
if nothing is right
only then alright
but he said in this case
‘bad moon’ with a weird face
and I’m riding through the skies
without he fire of the sun in my eyes
but ‘I was dreaming that I’m awake
and I awoke and found myself asleep’
and he asked ‘what are you trying to do?’
and I said I have not a clue
so ‘hear me ye people of sighing
the sorrow of pain and regret
are left to the dead and dying
the folk that not know me as yet’
and I disappeared through the keyhole
for the sake of a fools soul