GENERATIONS Copyright (C) 1997 by Not Nice Music I. IMPROMPTUS by Solomon S. Drogin 52. A Retrospection Intent bent on other things He stopped and spoke with her Of many cares did they converse A relief to talk to one as she Why? Omit her feminine parts Retain womanly characteristics With their insight into the kernel Going beneath the surface of actions To examine you and to help you As you yourself appraise Is it not worth then, mortal man To stop and talk with one as she Why? Again. Yesterday on edge was he As the glands poured forth their dole Relief was the cry of his soul Even as it is now in misery She had sent him from her arms Was she aware of her doing A woman to hold him caring To stifle her deadly, lifeless charms Strings atugging at his heart What was pulling him there? Did he for his beloved bear A love, a like to that of the start. Almost a year, he court had paid But what was happening now That his palm holds his brow And smiles from his face fade He was learning to cry Where before he had laughed Sweet, bitter memories has he Never can he be relieved Tho his heart him deceived As he travels le chemin de vie. But 'tis common trash that Which a troubled mind pens Of a body that sins To study ought I be rapt Alone is he in a group Whose noise his ears assail What care I, his wail, And the mob becomes moot Time alone can heal thee But not to forget thy deeds As you followed out your life's leads That I leave you is best for me Tears have flown, washing him clean His fate, resolved, he moves on