Jesher Samayla

July 16, 1993

Guitar is my Witness

Sitting on the bench,
Holding a Guitar,
Singing my song,
With my spirit and soul.

Holding curved body,
Taking some pluck,
Hitting the notes,
In a special way.

The extension of myself,
The companion of my sadness,
Hearer of my voice,
And recorder of my supplication.

The friend who never abandoned me.
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