Holiday

I HAVE BEHAVED VERY BADLY


I found heaven
In the sweet red river
Running through the ditches and gutters
Of a place unknown.

I was touched by a dirty warrior
With his bare, torn hands
I felt real again.
I saw the stars in his eyes,
Like cigarette butts on the floor.
And the ruins of my life beside my feet

Then I picked the ash up.
Sifted it through my hands
And found gold, in that very moment
The only gold I have ever known
It reminded me of that time
I was whipped for always wanting more
When I held all the wealth I needed.
In my very own hands.