Unchained
Or feel his joy,
Was to watch the man,
Unchain the boy,
Inside his heart,
Seldom did wrath,
Distemper deploy,
Or ever his rages run
wild,
He chained the man
Inside the boy,
And freed his inner child,
To know his science,
Or figure his math,
Meant you confirm
compliance
With his laugh,
To make us delirious,
Was the sum of his reason,
'Cause we never knew when
he was serious,
Or just teasing.
Victori ©
RIP Pop
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