Performed by Val Cole
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POEM:
Hank’s Elegy
For a moment I was cold, chilled
To the soul as the sun’s infinite glow
Rests upon my burgundy coffin,
The tears of my son and daughter
Found fault in the heavens
As men in black closed the lid,
Servants of death that ushered
My corpse to the grave, Leaving
You is like a fledgeling leaving
It’s mother’s nest, born anew
To fly away, a ghostly endeavor
That made time reach for the universe.
Like a wind struck balloon, my translucent
Heart flows to you. Remember the
Priceless laughs, the honesty I gave
To an earth of beautiful liars, the loyalty
I had for my family, my heart is raw
For the legacy I left behind, a devotion
I shall hold with the authenticity of my
Soul.
Chills turn to warmth as I wallow in Paradise,
A vanity that shines through the shadows
Of impurity. Upon the pearly gates I see
My mother’s radiance from afar,
My father’s halo glowing profusely,
My son, dressed in white as his mother
Smiles with the gratitude of God-
I am home.
In Loving Memory of Johnny Frank “Hank” Morgan (1950-2026
