one of mine, friends and students
this urban stagazer
a point of constellation
my life egde of a razor
the taste of education
never cry my sky
true love stars remeber
this tender lullaby
a star's eternal ember
through the pain alas
I do know now finally
the subject my own class
the elusive pronoun "we"
sword and words I thought
were gifts quite petty
in these things I've taught
be shakespeare or bonetti
yet in this memory
this ancient heart uplift
my song has now a key
our bond is our gift
what is it I say?
live, love, fight and be free
i will show the way
and given the best part of me
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