ringing unafraid, undefiled, and couth –
now frail with age can barely move.
speaking long since his words, now served up
in fragments, bring spirit-meaning to our ears.
to keeping the ruse alive, whatever they must do;
ghost write a book, create a film, or worse
though voice and body fails, he’s speaking still.
But not, alas, with prophet voice of BG fame.
against the thieves who, stealing stealthily,
would leave only badly muddled memories.
or regret that I said something
you wish I hadn’t said.
You may be embarrassed
at my uncouth words,
distressed at my punctuation,
tempted to enhance my legacy
by “cleaning up” my work.
(Good luck. That’s been tried before.)
and have my being,
deems them worthy of
continuation all you do
will only cause them to
for every word spoken
or written –
even every thought.
Let them speak to you
from where they lie,
or not speak to you at all.