Hair Falls

When the last hair falls,
Will Jim rise up from the grave and walk the avenues of Paris?

When the last hair drops,
Will Pearl strut the streets of Texas with a bottle of Southern Comfort
Tucked in the waistband of her bell bottoms?

When the last hair swirls in the drain,
Will Jimi haunt the night electric down at the crossroads?

When the last hair blows,
Will John still imagine a time when we give peace a chance?

When the last hair falls,
Will there be another to take its place?