The Thought

I called upon a friend last night
about a certain thought
that had occurred to me
as I tried to sleep
the thought appeared to be a dream
although awake I was
it frightened me I had to know
my friend's response to this thought
my friend appeared to be distraught
at the thought that I had brought
to discuss this night
but as we spoke it was clear
the thought was more
than it appeared
The Thought The Thought
this single thought
that carried so much weight
if only I could figure out
what made this thought so great
to make me jump up out of bed
to make me run with fear
and seek a friend
of whom I've known
throughout my many years
we pondered as the night grew long
but as to our dismay
the thought had no answer
that we could figure out
it had to be a higher court or
person we could find
to take the thought and run it through
their educated mind
perhaps then and only then
they could tell us what it was
as night turned into dawn
the thought we could not shed
we were no closer now
than when I left my bed
This Thought This Thought
this single thought
surely there must be someone
out there can answer me

what is the date my death to be?

Robert
2011