Beau Golden's Epitaph - Poem by BEAU GOLDEN
Given my freedom what shall I place
Upon a blank slate abo' time or space?
Must I yell out that man is a beast?
Or simply oppose war and beg for peace?
The TV has trained us both to fixate
Our lives were causing a rising crime rate
Life is absurd just a 'nap' for the sun
I chose how i lived and now I am done
Farewell to you my friend, lover, or fan
I've shared of myself as best as I can
If i dont find you resting beside me soon
Join me eternally n' we'll howl at the moon!
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