The Rainbow of Your Last Days

Red the anger as the sluagh fold your soul deep in their wings
A quarter gill man, for page and quill

That viscous liquid orange hit the
Hospital room floor and glazed my shoes
A quarter gill man, for page and quill

My clear eyed boy long gone I saw the
Windows to your soul awash with yellow
A quarter gill man, for page and quill

Green was the fairy that would chase away your fears
Long your days spent feeling blue as your months tumbled into years
Take a drink man, for leaf and ink

Indigo the veins that spread like vine across your face
You question why I thought it right to enter you in the human race
Take a drink man, for leaf and ink

That fragrant scent of violet on the breeze that
Blows gently through the yard that marks the space
Where we laid your bones to rest

And they served whisky at your wake