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The Maestro

This is arranged to be a poem with counts & rhymes.
Yet with risk to freeze the notes in gestures like mimes.

Ah, why not write the lines in free-verse instead;
And make the message more freely spread?

We’re thinking of Manny & his music combined;
And what common tones they have in line.

We wish to write about his tempo in life:
An allegro or adagio or his chosen style.

His music is in-tune with his ideas applied,
Beginning at dawn until the end at night.

Notice in the morning while all rush for work
To Ras Laffan where it’s clouded with smoke.

Though this grazioso moves with grace intact
He’d finish in time when Kuya Nap has come.

He is our legato who dictates smooth sound
That we too can play life and care less to rush.

He can sing in solo, in duet and chorus.
In harmony with people with whom he’d choose.

Let’s learn from this maestro & his music of hint.
How life is better played in a natural beat.

At night his cadence promises not an end
But a better song that’s waiting next day.

So his finale to conclude every turning day
Is a passage meant for us which goes this way:

You don’t fast-forward music if you want to blend
Like in life, be sober if you need lessons to gain.

on the 26th of February 2010 in Counter Ville, Manny Paragatos' Birthday 

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