The Mentor

by Aaron Poochigian

i.m. Alan Sullivan

   You were a man intolerant of nonsense.
Your voice dug in, expanded and became my conscience.
   Now you correct me from beyond the grave.
I should be grateful someone’s still around to save
   my frailty from the comfortable lies.
All right, the truth then: when a real hard-ass dies
   the brunt of him just doesn’t go away.
You live on disciplining all I try to say.


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