I wrote this poem last year after learning of the death of Gil Scot Heron.
I always admired his sense of humor and delivery.
I call it...
Gil In Heaven
I made it.
Here I am.
After Small talk at 125th and Lennox and playing on stages all over the world
I made my transition.
Watch out! I’m in heaven ya’ll!
On earth I ....I talked about politics and lunatics
And tried to make the people think
They called me the godfather of rap and I said
"Don’t put that one on me."
Cause you know I loved the rappers and all they had to say...
I just used my voice to set a tone..and called it "bluesology" all the way.
I hope you’ll agree the road was hard
And filled with twists and turns.
I want to thank you for listening to my voice as I went from thoughts to words..to poems.
I’m not worried about my legacy or how I’ll be portrayed.
Just know I was here and I had a lot to say.
So it’s the pearly gates and all that mess st peter here I am!
You’ll all be surprised as me to find that God ...ain’t a man.
I knew it! I knew it! I knew it all the time.
I just didn’t think I’d look on the face of mother nature and think she was so damn fine.
Feelin the warmth of love on me as the master of all time…shines her light on me ..wraps her arms around me and says
Your trip was long and don’t worry bout no sins
Take off your coat and your hat honey..GIL…
Just Come on in.
Jon Champion
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