David Carradine met George Carlin in prison,
I would’ve said heaven but I don’t think they made it.
I would’ve said in hell but I hope they are not there
so maybe they’re in prison — purgatory shall we say
somewhere between for a day or two or three?
like the cat with nine lives spinning out of control
praying for forgiveness for sins we do not know
Is value more than what they made in fame and fortune here,
my idealism of both, I still hold so dear. The 1970s youth I was
seeking peace as a boomer I found not only in these two,
but in Paul Harvey’s humor.