He always did have a reason to speak, when his lyrics would wind our mind,
“Watching the wheels turn,” he seemed clearly in command of his time,
While we the listeners would be in a constant trance, a mellow sweet remind
How easily his lyrical mastery could make a dull afternoon be sublime.
Often the names and faces of humanity lose their certain authenticity
When this our society continues along a road so designed to fail.
We gather steam to criticize the Man, the friend, the neighbor; duplicity
Becomes an only nostalgic desire, when spinning our arms flail.
Oh to hear it said by a pundit’s Machiavellian tongue, meant to misconstrue
We rest our mind to know we haven’t a need to hear it all, day, long.
Rather everyday a glance in the sky to recognize the world is only as true
As a remarkable miracle, allows our hypocritical lives to finally belong.
Yes, “it was 20 years ago today, Sergeant Peppers taught the band to play”
We all took in the moment, singing “all you need is love”- live life this way.