Jagger
sang shine a light
for the original
Stone rolling fast to the bottom,
falling

Another

fed back
electric blues
like no other axe man,
lost in the haze of ladyland,
alone

As well,

the poet
who’s lost for words
moaning condemning notes,
fled his country a rider on
the storm

And so,

young ones
wasting away,
you’ve heard this dirge before:
old man warned of the damage done,
listen