Stirring up love in his guitar strings,
Reggae, calm and soothing, but
the flow seemingly with revolt,
Hit the passionless cells of my being,
With percussion, commanding,
To get up and stand up,
With his insistence to never give up!
The story of renaissance,
With redemption and dream,
Birds that came to wish you well,
Worries dissolving with his voice,
Gods never came from the skies,
But the music continued.
So much trouble in the world,
Yet sun was shining with him,
Conviction of saving the world
with each breath, spreading
like marijuana in the nerves,
Emancipating men from slavery, with
songs of freedom, sounding high!
Oh, the world we live today,
Devious and deceptive!
And yet, the tender joys we share
with Bob's eternal voice
shall carry no bounds,
Like a drop of faith and
a world of roots, rock and reggae!
Planned to write a poem about Bob Marley, the legendary reggae artist whose birthday was on February 6th. Sadly due to some unexpected difficulties couldn't bring it up on his birthday, yet I hope any day is perfect to describe Bob. A true hero in every respect and a remarkably great human being. Bob, your memories shall live on and shall continue to inspire lives.