The poem
Hey Father Death, I'm flying home Hey poor man, you're all alone Hey old daddy, I know where I'm going
Father Death, Don't cry any more Mama's there, underneath the floor Brother Death, please mind the store
Old Aunty Death Don't hide your bones Old Uncle Death I hear your groans O Sister Death how sweet your moans
O Children Deaths go breathe your breaths Sobbing breasts'll ease your Deaths Pain is gone, tears take the rest
Genius Death your art is done Lover Death your body's gone Father Death I'm coming home
Guru Death your words are true Teacher Death I do thank you For inspiring me to sing this Blues
Buddha Death, I wake with you Dharma Death, your mind is new Sangha Death, we'll work it through
Suffering is what was born Ignorance made me forlorn Tearful truths I cannot scorn
Father Breath once more farewell Birth you gave was no thing ill My heart is still, as time will tell.
July 8, 1976 (Over Lake Michigan)
very good.