Now they’re gone
What does it matter?
They had their say
You heard their chatter
Their influence like vapor
Evaporation of the power
Coolly leaving behind
Just a few with sorrow
Who were the affected?
How deep the furrow?
Myth becomes truth
Legend imitates a tower
Soon the meaning is gone
If it ever was there
The memory is lost
Who would really care?
The block of life that counts
Is not the cornerstone
But the love in every brick
And how it was shown
Affected every soul it touched
In a quiet sort of way
Not worrying about tomorrow
Living for today
How it manifested thanks
For the precious gift of being
Gave back a hundred-fold
Before the final leaving
Now the score is in
Tainted with irregularity and fraud
The wolves out voted the lambs
The deception was broad
Truth was set aside
Evil had i’s way, but
The Maker is waiting
And will have the last say
Stanski
December 12, 2020 ^
Steve Haarman 