Of wild and untamed acts
Calls to the beast inside our chest
Had a life that was in ways tragic
Assumed to be a fool, ignorant of facts
He was wild and untamed, but also blessed
He was able, when others were not
To see that life had many facets
Some serious
Many not
And passion and fun
Were not sinful
Despite the appeal to the masses
He was able to find peace
With his reed pipe
And music
Because he had no inner demons
No guilty feelings
