I Don't Sound Like Nobody Poem by Kay Moore

"I DON'T SOUND LIKE NOBODY'
by Kate Moore8-DEC-2018

ELVIS.....a household name, this man became, all around our world.
His popularity,grew and grew, a sensational performer, through and through.
This man from Memphis, I recall, beloved soul, by one and all.
He changed the world, right from the start, and sang his way... into our hearts.
When this Tennessee man, took the stage, how he sang, was all the rage.
His swivel hips, and pouty lips, made the girls, scream and cry,
Emanating charisma, was this guy, he sang of being "ALL SHOOK UP",
Yet stole our hearts with the tender stuff.
His devilish grin and sparkling eyes, flamboyant clothesand sexy thighs.
"SPECIALLY IN BLACK LEATHER"
Then, when was called by UNCLE SAM, he put his career in the can,
Yet that didn't stall his fame, not then, nothing would, everagain.
He met a gal in a German town, who turned his life, upside down.
Gave her his heart, with love untold,
Priscilla, his bride, a goddess with charm,
His most treasured love, whilst he held on his arm,
And before long they were married, with bands of gold.
Blessed with a daughter,LisaMaree, a prouder father, you would never see.
We knew he didn't write the songs, yet the famous words, live decades on
The musicians he chose were "the very best", time has proven, and stood the test.
His accompanists too, had voices of gold, ...that ensured......allrecords sold.
And his tailor was the "very very best" his capes, and flares and eagle crest.
The make-up artists and hairdresser, I recall, had to be "the best of all".
Scarfs and spangles were the rage,thatradiated electricity from the stage.
Yet his life, was not always sweet, his private moods, we've left asleep.
His torture, when he lost his mam, gospel songs,when young, he sang.
Rhythm and Blues, not heard before, when sung by him, the perfect score.
He loved to party, yet was shy, a most complicated, simple, Memphis, guy.
An entourage that he called "kin",refusedto allow the paparazziin.
Yet every photo of him, I'm told, are treasured items, worth more than gold.
I won't deny faults, though he had a few, what damage, the many drugs, did do.
Yet his memory and his songs.... have stood the test of time,
So famous and loved,for the musical emotions and rhyme.
I wish he knew, through his millions of followers, his fame, forever would live on,
So very few music lovers, fail to recognise his voice or his song.
By young and old, every decade, his name forever, will never fade.
For his music and memory, to be taken so young, was so, so, sad.
The king of all music, never a passing fad.....NEVER TO BE REPLACED