Ode To Leonard
You who transcend the shallow depths
Of commercial rants and ravings
You who labour, out of love
To satisfy your honourable cravings
Though some of you have fallen
At the alter that you serve
And further true, that so few of you
Have found what you deserve
For to be what you are and not what you aren't
To produce what it is and not what it wasn't
Is your only sin, your only failing
The muse of 'The Label', a banshees wailing
In your depths of despair, the weak and the strong
In your gardens of Eden your towers of song
Stay true my friends, transfixed in thought
Creative in your vision
Let not the chains of commerce
Bend your knees, in indecision
To work for pay, is not your way
Be paid for work you're doing
Enrich the World, with poem and song
Though that be your undoing
For to be what you are and not what you aren't
To produce what it is and not what it wasn't
Is your only sin, your only failing
The muse of 'The Label', a banshees wailing
In your depths of despair, the weak and the strong
In your gardens of Eden your towers of song
Copyright © Peter Walsh | Year Posted 2014
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