He Is Leaving Home

In great respect of the band I grew up listening to as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors ` Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing The red album, The blue album , The White album Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on Ringo's face , something hard to understand underneath~ I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago , the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died I was in Arkansas saddened with the world . Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " No .. this was not my hero in music and song . he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~ The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together his world of secrets He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~ Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free The very sad long and winding Road ~ Let us Bury our real Paul. No more " Mystery tour " No more fear Let him be in peace ~ Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "