My Friend Ron
I really don't know what happened Suddenly I get a phone call, a call In this day of text only messages That, of course, is a sign to answer But I was indisposed. You can make Of that what you will; I will make That of what I will. But I am Disconnected But this morning when I paid Attention Ron was dead Dead by his own hand It is not my place to judge Was my immediate thought And it isn't I don't understand How pain, in whatever Form Can drive someone to Kill Themself But I burned my hand Badly On Sunday Searing, electrical Pain If I had to live from ...