ODE TO A ROCKSTAR

When there is a Chance for Preserving Faith,

I wonder Why and Why Not while you Groan.

The Sound of Ribs in their Contraction

Like Death turned away at the Door Goeth!

Walk out on the Stage and Bring Freedom On.

Scream it Exists if only in Concept

The Guitar knows it Better than I do.

Hear what it says of the War of the World

For Between its Beauty and Dignity

And cant Choose which is the better of Fights.

By Absolute worth seeks orders from Love

Yet Cant Comprehend the Songs of the Dove.

Which are these and which are as Precious

As the Electric Guitar makes it So.