The man in black has left us. These are sad times. Words to describe his absence fail me. R.I.P.
Without regard to compass or to time.
Johnny Cash slices into the human mind
Without regard to the white noise of mankind.
Heart to heart, mind to mind in a half tick of time,
The power of The Gift is beyond any Einstein.
E equals MC2 and the world cowers inside a cave.
A whiskey bass assures the world it can be saved.
Downsized, economized, privatized, politicized,
He sings The Truth despite cries that it is unwise.
He's been reading my soul mail for over 40 years
And patrols the streets of joy, grief and secret fears.
Johnny Cash lights the back alleys of my mind
With a power that forever will remain undefined.
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