I Wanted To Be Dylan

I once wanted to be Dylan Either Thomas, or Bob, I wanted to be their creative fill-in Their influence I wanted to rob. I wanted to be able to recite The guitar and harmonica I wanted to play, Words or social upbringing I wanted to write Until I was old and gray. I wanted to lead a peaceful rebellion My words everywhere would be preached, I also wanted to be seen as a hellion And my confidence and belief could not be breached. I wanted to change society Then I wanted to change the world, Forgetting the laws of propriety Over the oceans my sails would had been unfurled. I wanted to be inspiring And not being vainglorious or a heartthrob, Unto Dylan I did my crafting and admiring Whether it be Thomas, or Bob. Randy L. McClave