April 24, 2014 - March 11, 2015

you deride my words, as if they were mine

saying I am outmoded or out of touch

not seeing that I am the echo of a Thunder

so vast and glorious beyond me I have no choice

but to say and do as you see and hear

were I here to please you I would change

in a heartbeat in the smallest instant’s part

I would not hesitate to make you smile

but I have heard the Thunder and have no choice

I must do as you see me do else I will die