[Farewell gesture]

A spoken word piece. Eulogy to the late Chester Bennington. I'll carry the sound man.

What I did for many years

is listen to music as it appears

but the song was not just G2s to G5s

but therapy bout stayin alive

at my lows, no therapist was right there right then

as it happened, no friend was right there right then

at the nos, no family was right there right then 

but the songs made it all right, right there right then

There somewhere I belonged at somewhere I belong

A shadow of the day to keep the shadows at bay

Alas, for whatever demon known and unknown

Your hanging meant you couldn't handle it all on your own

And now, what's next?

likely soon enough you'll be erased

A rolling stone may gather no moss, but it never stays

And no matter the biopic, your legacy will not stick

Even now, from a Stan to the man, your light drowns

And frankly, what is to come has always looked dark

but it is not the darkness I fear, but the silence

For no matter the light or the dark 

it is the song that brings us along

Now a full month from your death

I am unsure of even my next breath

but no baby duck talks without another flock

and no matter our formation, I'll continue the narration

Author's Note

Meant to be spoken word piece

Reviews

[H L Rose]

I know how much his death must have hurt people. I wasn’t as big a fan as many I know, and yet I felt the sting. This is a great piece that circles around the idea of legacy in general, yet speaks so soundly to his legacy as well.

I like the repetition of right there right then, as well as the incorporation of Linkin Park songs.
Nice read