words of warning for a ripening talent


don’t bother to ask how I know –
I’ve seen it more times than I care to relate
the tragic undoing of great and near-great –
see, my family was part of the show

take Rodrigo –  born in Seville –
he arrived at the concert hall late
for his first show – and in quite a state
since he’d seen his name top on the bill

lean as a straw, he was then –
all fire and passion and yearning
his music a spine-tingling churning
like a bull just let out of the pen

I saw him three years down the trail
no more hunger, no, fat as a cow
and I’ve no idea where he is now
but his best song was used to sell ale






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