A Tribute to Marc Desmond

  

WHAT DO YOU WRITE FOR HIM?

     by Ramon Matos
 

Compatriot:
I never had the honor,
The privilege,
To ever meet you.
But I consider you
A compatriot,
A compadre,
A brother in arms.

Maybe you even inspire us
From the great beyond.
Even those you never knew.

You look over us,
You bless us.
You are our angel.

Compatriot,
Compadre,
Brother in arms:
Though I never knew you,
I look forward to
Meeting you one day,
In the big open mike above.
I feel blessed to
Do what you did.

 

 

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