Dear world,
My
hope is that
I've left things to
cherish
and touched those
that touched me.
I hope I met
death
with
open eyes,
a smile on my face,
and a lyric or two of song
on
my soul.
Redeem my sins
in the River Ganges
so I can
see the elephant
Pass my belongings
to the dearly departed
Tell all those girls
I'll see them when they get here
Give my music
to those who can play it
Give my song
to those I love
Thanks for everything,
world,
I love you,
Your friend,
-
Devon Hart
3/16/97