Why I Write
Pretty soon the mountains will wash into the sea,
say scientists and poets. Stars will wink
out one by one, such are the laws of physics.
I donít know if you get my drift. Itís come
to me that nothing lasts for long, in this
universe, and I draw some conclusions Ė
mostly, that you and I should take our pants off.
Thereís no point diddling around when we are mortal,
lifeís too short. Go ahead and have some fun!
If you have any thoughts on this poem, John
Isbell would be
pleased to hear them.