Sixteen Days
days that brought me to worship
sounds of deity echoing through my room
music that deftly captured my ears and dreams
all we needed to release the discomfort
of war and plastic cages
was the experience of his Fender Strat
the feedback from that Marshall amp
her Big Momma Thornton howls
Ball and Chain, Ball and Chain
long may we love the real s--- left behind
abstractions melodically rhythmic to rock
these tracks take me to that door
where I pray someone will answer
let me enter the blues of their world and see
why such beauty had to end
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