Scattering ashes, boy what fun
To say goodbye to a dead loved one...

For Brenda RIP
A year ago I was diagnosed...

Five stages
Denial is the first stage...

Whats the point I ask myself
Of poverty versus excessive wealth...

A month has passed now since you died
Your funeral has come and gone...

You were harmless
You were helpful...

I know where you've gone
Although I can't see...

I know I left you friend without goodbye
And now you have to carry on alone...