A burning old man of words and wisdom
A thundering voice of soothing verses
A roaring power from heaven's kingdom
A tender lover of man's restlessness
A voice whose words could open people's eyes
A mind that labeled the cheapest lies
A soul that has heard the people's cries
and made unsilent all the silent sighs
He talks of his land, the people and life
Verses of the people's pain, death and strife
Lines of how his people has been oppressed
The lives that endure what fortune has missed
He stated three seasons in this nation
Two seasons of wether one degration
The sunny, the rainny and election
The third just another chance for poison
I heard Him on a radio frequency
and just for an hour I found His beauty
He woke the hungry poet inside me
Gave me a new found love for poetry
I heard him strum and sing a song of his
I, for that moment, was in state of bliss
To not reas his work is truly a crime
The greatest free poet of His and all time.
-Orville "chubby" Basas
