Down the river we go
The canoe glides without sound
As the river flows
And water splashes 'gainst the ground
For the river picks up pace
And draws your boat in the rapids
So with the water you race
And the smaller things become vapid
So loses all meaning
Spring morning and summer nights
And you stop all gleaning
Of joy from those at your side
Your friends, family and those
To whom you clung with death's grip
The water rewrites your prose
Through your fingers they slip
Because you hate to fight
The current which pulls you in
How much easier to ride
Then paddle back to shore again
And by the time the white water ends
And you near river's edge
Those whom you once called friends
Between you lies an ugly wedge
And so you drift to dock alone
On a solitary shore
And your heart sinks like a stone
As this is what you asked for
