Him

Because you cry when you sing

And pour sweat down the guitar which you play

Because you hug and miss those who share

And sing with gloria in the flames of my eye

Because you understand and I compare Vox to you

And not you to Vox

Because you sculpt angels in front of us all

And back home in your own cathedral

Because you connect and share the joy

And possess a talent that exceeds most

Because passion is a name you know

And a policy you follow

Because you buy food for the homeless

And have patience for Jack Daniel’s and holy water

Because you bring all up on stage

And do not conform with society’s limits

Because your friends and wife have stood by

And you have keen interests in your followers

Because you bow down to those who you love

And respect yourself the same amount

Because from Nyack to New York City I knew you

And the glare in your eye highlights the crowd you draw

Because you have climbed with us

And not on top of us

Because you have held our hands together

And made peace in my heart; and theirs, nightly

Because you save many from the streets of sorrow

And committed to the journey of desire

Because you are not ashamed to change

And try the new

Because you kneel

And not charge

Because you appreciate and welcome

And stare down at the bullets of evil

Because you are who you are

And we thank you for sharing your beauty

© 1999 David Greg Harth

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