With the voice of man; you built an empire on Mt Zion.
Music of your soul like prophesy reveled.
Songs of awe still stirring the bushes like a lion.
Only if we could capture them within our very souls.
If we could understand and take the visions.
And apply the glow within searching a little deeper.
In the soul beneath our skins for redemption.
Know what you stood for and shed that abroad.
With your wisdom logged over our palates for emancipation.
From recurrent grave your voice echoes with blossom.
Stirring it up, jamming as with iron like a lion in Zion.
We shed our gloved grief punched hearts to loom.
Spreading rhymes of liberation in likeness of your kindness.
May there lie within each one of us your soldier heart.
When this is used in teaching and touching others.
Then your great inspirations and dreams overflow.
BOB NESTA MARLEY
You still live in our hearts through your music.
Born Feb, 6th 1945 – Died May, 11th 1981.
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