The parlour door gave way to life
That night that Joey died
– and all the girls around the world
Tore their shirts and cried
A bell they rang in the tower tall
Built to honour Gold
Men in dresses sang of hope
For his shattered soul
Guilt’s lament burst on cheeks
Like glass upon a wall
To sink then to eternity
– The weight of judgements call
Left-then-right in unison
I watched the flowers die
To fall beneath the heels of those
That brought him to the pyre
Last words too oft’ be whispered
So the earth may never know
Of the final journey
The abyss of the unknown
Danny Matier 