A Sonnet for Jock Stein
¶ 1
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I met terra firma in sixty five.
She said, a dream builder there is for you
Who will guide daily in your early life
and stay neighbourly ’til truth be inspired
¶ 2
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The road is built, you will not deviate,
though thoughts of expiration will attempt
to drive you from the path of the illuminate.
His poor fun, the charlatan has some day.
¶ 3
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But the master builder will give you hope
will keep you strong in your lowest nadir.
As I proclaim mysterious glory,
I drink from this cup and remember
¶ 4
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The past was the stone that built my dream
Built by a man of the name of Jock Stein
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