Folk, Rhythm and Life

A guitar among a group of friends
The cadence of their voices
This is what I came for
And I could do this ever more

A meal among a group of friends
There hungry bodies feeding
This is why I came here
Nothing’s ever been so clear

A joint among a group of friends
As all becomes more peaceful
This perfect serenity
Is all I could have hoped for me

A drink among a group of friends
Compliments the laughter
This, the reason that I came
To free myself of city’s chains

A time away from most the friends
Alone with another
The peace is suddenly defused
And I spend all my time confused

Each time I check the guestbook to find no new messages, a fragment of my motivation dies.