Soul's Of The Dead
 
 2/11/96 U of O
 Charles Dum
 
 The silence lasts forever-
 Noise fades in the distance,
 As does cold
 For your warmth fades with time.
 
 So while we grow older,
 You'll see me wither.
 But only in strength,
 For the soul is gone.
 
 It has left it's constraints,
 And wandered free of the flesh.
 While the body has died.
 The soul has grown.
 
 It has grown to like it's new freedom.
 
 The freedom of walking
 While no one is around.
 To be able to ponder,
 While the body is down.
 
 So let your soul fly free
 Of all the fleshly restraints-
 In that it that it's wake
 Would create Inspiration.