will i see you on the other side?
when the time comes if its right.
will you call my name if you see me there
or pretend that you dont see and you dont care
does it matter what happens here
when i leave will they shed a tear
which world is reality or do we really know
or is it just where the wind happens to blow
what is beyond the darkness and light
why do we struggle with all of our might
to go in blind, in a world unknown
to the beat of a drummer all their own
till the time comes to give up this dance
perhaps, to wait, for another chance
~JLB 9-25-2002