There’s always Tomorrow, but tomorrow never comes!

for peace in this world, only bombs, and loaded guns

There’s free beer Tomorrow in the bar that never closes

for the Wino’s, Drunks, and street bums

There’s a distant light left on at the end of Hope Street

Seeing the World through Beer glasses softens the hard Edges!

Now I can see Blue skies visions all of the time

Everything’s going to be alright!

At the End of the Day it’s Night

Except in the Land of the Midnight Sun

Sea meets the sky in an Endless Horizon.

If you the Brain of Brian you’d be Lethal

Would be Antman or a Beatle?

A candidate for DENSA ?

Bloods thicker than water

Drunk under the stars

Or under the table!

John F. Hall 2019