“I’ve admired the lives…”

I’ve admired the lives of those who’ve thought, thrived
on works of those who’ve made, lead and fought. They’re gone,
dead from age and blood, by bullets caught. They lost threads

from every thought, till bare, they succumbed
to melodies. Their voice taught me who
one ought to play. Those preachers long done
speaking. Caught, midsong, singing.

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