Lest We Forget(A Ttribute To Marvin Gaye)
by Tyrone Godfrey
Thursday, December 20, 2001
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It is easy to say "I Want You," but must we forget
the love, the hurt, or the pain? And if "God Is Love"
then we will someday come to peace, lest we
forget. Even though you were a "Stubburn Kind of
Fellow," we will always love you Marvin. "If This
World Were Mine" you would have another chance, because "Aint Nothin' Like The Real Thing," lest
we forget. When you spoke of "Inner City Blues,"
it made me want to holler also, and I must say,
with due respect, that it is no longer a "Sexual
Healing" that we need, but a spiritual healing. If we
merely hear "It Through The Grapevine," then we
are depriving ourselves of the love of God and the
love of you and your music. If we really look back,
then there are sure to be "Sad Tomorrows" ahead.
In your music you have shown us, lest we forget
"What's Going On."
This poem was writen shortly after his death, and
I sent it to his mother, via Motown record Corp.
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|Reviewed by Afrika Abney
|Powerful tribute. Thanks for sharing.
|Reviewed by Regina Pounds
|Thanks for this tribute to one of my favourite musicians, Ty.
|Reviewed by Thadine Quick
|This is so true and so accurate. I remember all of his songs and sing them today like they just came out... He is and always will be a "Special Kind of Fellow," and I will never forget!!!
Thanks Ty, job well done!
|Reviewed by Victoria Murray
|This is great Ty and how orginial! Super job!|
|Reviewed by fare good
|I LOVE THIS. FROM A SPECIAL KING. I SEE THAT GUTAR IN YOUR HAND. WORKING ON NEW BLUES CD. WOULD REALLY LIKE TO HEAR HOW YOU FLOW. I LOVE THIS POEM. I KNEW YOU WERE BLESS FROM THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU. SO HANDSOME CONTINUE TO WRITE. YOUR SISTER IN SPIRIT. I LOVE THIS.|
|Reviewed by Janet Caldwell
|Marvelous working of lyrics (song titles) into this poem. I won't forget. Janet|