Legacy Still Unheard
From deep in the shadows of Tin Pan Alley,
the Sage called out my name
With a voice that haunted and eyes concealed,
he made his only claim
Saying…
“Abuse yourself if you must My Son,
but you are never to mistreat your words
Untainted they connect your feelings and thoughts,
—your true legacy still unheard”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
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