You're the soul of God Apollo teaching,
A pied piper delighting followers.
The shaman giving hope to those seeking,
You gave an image of life unfettered.
Your life was a fight, you dreaded sheep life,
And your lips in hell burn before you tell.
Guiding sight giving needed life insights,
Demigod unknown to self, born to help.
You were a bright sun with a golden hue,
Welcoming door, an un-corralled stallion.
You're the greatest teacher I ever knew,
To live a life as you, to inspire youth,
Who will quest for you, and I say I shall.
Our sprits locked, miss a lot, Professor Al.
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I go by the name Hawk in recognition of my Native American heritage. I was raised in the streets of Los Angeles, where I got into trouble. I went to prison. When I was released, I enrolled in Chico State University where I had the pleasure of meeting Dr. Alan Jensen. He believed in me and I achieved a master's degree. The poem is in honor of this great man.