The world erased you
while your lyrics lived on.
Written in vinyl grooves
songs burned their verses
into South African hearts.
Risen from rumor’s grave
you pour your music
into a thirsty world.
A humble carpenter shines
in a sky too often swathed in plastic.
Blessed are we that Sugar Man was found.
©Susie Clevenger 2013
At Real Toads Marian challenged us to write about
Rodriquez who was rumored to have committed suicide but was found very much
alive in Detroit.
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