Al Z. Heimer

I don't think y'all grasp the magnitude of what I'm saying
Let me tell you a little story

Just imagine watching the strongest most independent person you've ever known
And idolize lose their independence and ability to fight
Is this what we have to look forward to after life
I thought "Dead Man Walking" was just a term used
When inmates walk death row on there last day
but now I see it's also for those that are free
So to speak
It's that unexpected stranger that comes in and kidnaps you right
While you're in mid thought
Your intelligence begins to diminish and you start to slow your walk
That "Buddy Love" drug
With no warning
Wears off and you find yourself lost in familiar settings
See right now decisions, they seem petty
But wait till decisions are no longer at the ready
Eventually you get to the point of anger
As you see yourself becoming submissive to this stranger
Oh, did I not mention his name
AL, he calls himself
You can think of him as the un-teacher
He always sits opposite of the thinker
Unlearning every idea that made you eager
Every triumph that made you a believer
If you ask me he's just a common thief out to take
What's yours because he hates to see you complete
You're probably wondering why I share all these things
Well, AL goes around the world doing an unforgiving deed
Those close to you had better take heed
Put out an all points bulletin for Al Z. Heimer
Who broke in our home and kidnapped our father
I return everyday praying he's back home
But as I look in his eyes I see emptiness and I know
He's forever gone