The Poetry of Ben Max - Remember His Spirit

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Remember His Spirit
Sari Max

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Poem by Ben Max with Music by Sari Max

Remember His Spirit

He did his best.
He had to.
He had to read, to write, to learn, to think, to analyze, to argue.
He had to succeed. His spirit said so.
Remember his spirit. His laugh, his anger, his smile.
Remember his love. His love for languages, for psychoanalysis,
for dreams, for books, for people.
Remember his memory. His consistency.
Always doing his best. Meticulous.
His spirit. His love of knowledge, his unquenchable thirst for knowledge.

Picture him smiling, walking pain free, telling a story, speaking with passion.
Smiling from a sip of Pellegrino, of Reisling.
Telling you how it is, how it was, how it should be.
Remember his spirit. Spirit of a wise old man, of a curious child, of a hungry journalist.
Spirit of knowing, of not knowing.

But don’t just remember it. Live it.
Read a book. Read three, one for each room you spend time in.
Live his spirit. Learn another language. Then another. Then another.
Watch the news. Get angry.
Say damned obstructionists.
No really, say it…

Live his spirit. Have passion. Love knowledge. Love loved ones. Tell them.
Want more. Live his spirit.
Smile when you taste something you love. Smile when you remember.
Speak when you have something to say, tell your memories,
Give Freud a chance.

Be self-aware. Have some schlag.
Try to understand as much as you possibly can.

Do your best. He did. 


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