David Bowie is Dead



Drinking From the Cup of Life

One more leaves the sunlit lands
One more feasts in the hall of the ancestors
David Bowie is dead

I remember riding the bus with Ziggy
I remember dancing with the Diamond Dogs
And sometimes, I’m afraid of Americans, too

I remember his voice, his song
I remember hearing the stories he told
And seeing a queer man celebrated

I heard Dionysos in his music
I saw Melek Ta’us in his eyes
And found joy in his songs of darkness and disgrace

His music felt like home
His words spoke to my dreams

Awake, Mighty Dead, open the doors of your halls
Tonight you will have song and love
For David Bowie has left the sunlit lands

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