The Poem For Igor
I'll show you a man who plays the guitar
The sound that he's making goes right from his heart
And you will decide is it music or art
Who're you and from doesn't matter at all
You'll never forget how raves Concert Hall
When Igor's on stage fans scream "Let Him Roll!"
Squier by Fender strings touching the soul
So what is he seeking and where will he go?
To peak of the fame by golden brick road
Igor Allright! Wish You never stop!
Get Your guitar and go to the top
In a second or two he'll reach any star
It doesn't mean much how it's giant or far
Someone's feeling sad? Stay right where you are!
I'll show you a man who plays the guitar
® 2007-09-28
from "Words Of Truth In Days Of Youth" by Astral Poet
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