Bless My Soul

By Al Durrette
Friday December 21, 2007

Excerpted from Y’all Come Back, Now; Reflections on Reincarnation  



When I was in another life, that life wasn’t even mine. 

It belonged to another fellow, who hogged it all the time.  

He wandered about day and night, in total self- 


Not knowing that Al Durrette’s soul was his most important possession.  

Oh, he thought he had a soul alright, but he thought it was his soul;  

And that later he’d masquerade as me, was the story that he told.  

So, all you past and future me’s, just don’t forget your place:  

You’re here to toil in the pits, so I can finish the race.