Myth, Legend

the lights are down 
and the lighters sway 
they cheer his shadow as it saunters onstage before him 
the chatter is now a roar that compels him to take it in 
before surrendering his gift 
the silky smooth voice 
the delicate guitar licks 
snatches lost time 
lost years 
lost love of his poetry 
and weaves it all into sweet retribution 
this moment salvaged the soul 
of the unknown genius 
the doubts 
the loss 
the dreams that had no end 
and the heart that hungered for this moment 
had feasted 
Sixto the legend 
was born again