poems by Donald James Dolby
Do They Play The Blues In Heaven?
Do they play the Blues in Heaven?
Is there a need
Even in the Promised Land?
Is the promise empty,
As earthly promises are.

Or do they play the Blues in Hell?
As maybe you'd expect.
Expectations are not met
But then they never were.

If they play the Blues in Heaven and Hell
Then what has life been for?
The Blues helps you through
But through to what?

Notes :-
High Wycombe, 1987