Canto IV (Limbo)

Here I am in limbo Courting ever more With diamonds in the heavens And a throng upon the shore I dreamed I was a good man A father with a trade I didn't see it coming That was no choice that I made And here I am in limbo Dark and deep and thick with clouds o'erspread The aeons tick like seconds In the village of the dead But how can there possibly be No more room up there for me? Here I am in limbo, here I am I know it seems improper The fault is surely mine To fail to see the future And hold memory divine They say we end as ashes But I see no end at all The silent generations Have been waiting since the fall and Here I am in limbo Desiring without hope we live Beneath the din of thunder Rise the sighs of grief we give But how can there possibly be No more room up there for me? Here I am in limbo And how can there possibly be No more room up there for me? Here there's no tour but for the poet Blessed and alone when his faith is strong I would give all to have known before it I would have changed that I may belong Have you walked on the sand? Have you breathed in the morning sky? Have you known of the flesh? Found your truth with the naked eye? Have you worked with your hands? Have you laboured for your children? Have you wondered where you're going? Have you wondered where you might have been? What I believe is emptiness, and what I believe is emptiness And kindness in our hearts, and kindness in our hearts And the barker, the soldier, the mother and all the fallen heroes We the prisoners of your faith, forget me and let me cease to be Here I am