The Fool's Song

I have squandered splendidly
All the life in my years
Scattered to the summer winds
All the inconsistent tears
Filled up every moment lived
With the forbidden and the damned
Filled my world with laughter
The others did not understand

I have danced with fiery abandon
To the beat of my own inner drums
Sung songs of love to those who hate
Mooned and lampooned the small and great

I have poured my tears upon the earth
When the world rollicked in senseless mirth
I have nursed the ones whose hope has died
Have boldly spoken truth to those that lied

It's been a foolish life, they say
But they have lived not even a day
Known neither laughter nor tears
And lived only for their wages of fear

My fool song sings with the hopes of the earth
With the horrors of death and the pangs of birth
A contrapuntal harmony of joy and of pain
Thrown to the wind with an ounce of disdain

Come then, and sing with me if you dare
Sing strong and free and clear into the air
Sing of fearlessness and laughter
Sing without a care for the morning after.