Ratty Dreadlocks’ Redemption


Too Much Prudence A Bad Thing

Just tell us how it happened. Throw the courtesy aside.
Vague murmurings of hushed restraint are more than I can take.
I’m leaping to conclusions while I wonder how he died.
There is more than vain conjecture I’m presuming one can make . . .
whether natural, accidental overdose or suicide,
It’s too late for social niceties. He’s reached the other side.