Heckler's Letters Poem by Daniel Bowyer

I'm leaving the letters will say
I set sail for pastures older than time
Middle, High or Low
I'll take a picture for the paper
And leave a letter for you all
A through Z

All the names will change

From sinner to saint,
But when I leave,
Don't make me what I ain't.

Self inflicted pain
But tears of sadness for you
And only questions for you

I'm not afraid anymore

The puzzle pieces that I gave you
You'll sit down, And put them all together
But you'll never make a picture
Cause it doesn't all add up
So keep your blessed memories hallowed
When you hear about my gallows
Cause whatever I have given you
Truly is yours to keep