Daniel DeLucie

Soul

I'm gonna throw my useless old soul
Down a dirty old hole
Down down down in the muck and the grime
Give it a funeral with bells that will chime
Bury it with stones or cemetery bones
Set it aside, leave it alone
I guess I could sell it to who I don't know 
Maybe the devil or some demon below
Or maybe an angel that can set it aglow
Or maybe discard it in a dump or a trash bin
Or trade it in Vegas for some chips I can cash in

I don't need a soul 
I'm ok without it
I don't know its role
Or anything about it
It's never been sown
I don't need to reap it
Not something I own
Let someone else keep it

So I think I'll throw my rotten old soul 
Down a dirty old hole
Down down down in the dark and the dank
Down below like a boat that just sank
Does it have any value? What is it worth?
Did it float down from heaven or just appear at my birth
They say after death the soul survives
Like some kind of zombie that's sort of alive
Or some kind of ghost that floats in the skies
If it has life after me, set it free to go live it
If it's around when I'm gone, it's not me then is it?

Daniel DeLucie is a software developer living in Los Angeles, California.  He played guitar in the heavy metal bands Destiny’s End and Crescent Shield, releasing four albums in the late nineties and two-thousands.  He self-published a heavy metal-themed self-help book called Heavy Metal is my Life Coach in 2021 and has been writing poetry for much of his life because it’s fun.  He started submitting poetry this year and has a few pieces pending publication.