In Memorial

In Memorial

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

In the tenth month some years back

Every progressive had a heart attack

A luminary, a fighter for all races

For all faiths, all creeds, all faces

His burning fervor was snuffed out

We’re still lingering in fear and doubt

 

He rose up to upset the status quo hounds

Fight and bite he could if given the grounds

He was a sharp stone that rolled really well

To no corporate master, his soul he did sell

The pall was placed in a space arboreal

Let the candle be lit forever in memorial

 

Elderly and poor, he made friends with ease

He shook hands and hugged some trees

Cracking skulls in the halls of power

For the have-nots, he’ll fight every hour

Of every days because it’s the right thing

The progressives will always praise and sing

 

He rose up to upset the status quo hounds

Fight and bite he could if given the grounds

He was a sharp stone that rolled really well

To no corporate master, his soul he did sell

The pall was placed in a space arboreal

Let the candle be lit forever in memorial

 

The pall was placed in an icy wilderness

Four a soul who socked it to villainess

A freethinker with a dissenting voice

The righteous fight was a matter of choice

Maybe it wasn’t a choice, more of a calling

Nobody expected to see this bright star falling

 

He rose up to upset the status quo hounds

Fight and bite he could if given the grounds

He was a sharp stone that rolled really well

To no corporate master, his soul he did sell

The pall was placed in a space arboreal

Let the candle be lit forever in memorial

© 2011 Kenneth The Poet


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Kenneth The Poet
Kenneth The Poet

Bismarck, ND



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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..

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