To Rastaman* Poem by Igor Balatsky
To Rastaman*
He sang as brightly as he lived,
he lived as true as he believed,
as though he spoke to all of us:
if you are not able to sunshine,
learn to reflect then.
But he has been always remaining
the sun, that will never fade down
in wonderful country of Marleyland,
a peaceable harbor of top rastaman.
* In happy memory of
Robert Nesta 'Bob' Marley, OM
(6 February 1945 - 11 May 1981)
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