Roger Roger Poet Rhyme

The Unsung

Bello was his name.
He was a great singer.
He sang better than some in fame 
but nobody knew him.

When he played his old guitar,
all the birds would sing,
for his tunes were so bizarre;
It quenched the drought with rain.

But one day he took a voyage,
faraway, amazing grace. 
The heart that lacked the courage 
bade farewell to those who praise. 

I wish those voices came in fame, 
for they were pure and golden. 
They were like birds in early spring 
that sang a tune from heaven. 

Dedicated to the memory of my uncle Bello, the greatest folk singer that I've ever known.

Edited January 22, 2023 

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Mystic Rose Rose September 3, 2022 at 9:29 PM Its really nice when you have the gift of music and making others happy with it. Thankyou for sharing such an endearing story, with me, dear poet. Roger Roger September 3, 2022 at 11:01 PM Thank you very much my dear. Music and poetry run in my blood. But opportunities are scant in my country. Poetry is not much appreciated here. But I wish to get my break someday