Irvin Leigh Matus
By: Joe Attanasio
In 1968 he came to me, mad as hell
Injustice was in the works he did tell
Plans of the military machine
Were downright cruel and mean
He asked me to join him in a stand
To fight for the helpless, little man
He was smart and earnest with a passion
Full of resolve and compassion
He used other people’s power
To help us save the hour
He worked hard for what he believed
Results he always achieved
He was an (autodictat)
Taught himself this and that
He had a strong urge to write
He was also very bright
Shakespeare was his life
Baseball was his wife
Brooklyn was his home
He lived all alone
Often just a part time job
Research made his heart throb
Finding information to share
Digging for truth if it was there
Personal comfort mattered not
By sharing information, joy he got
Much study on Shakespeare done
His published works hit a home run
Against the Oxfordians he fought
It was the truth he really sought
Did William Shakespeare really write?
He knew he did! It just felt right
He died in 2011, just this year
He had no money, this was clear
He used it all for his cause
This makes me want to stop and pause
A man so driven he spent it all
So Shakespeare would not fall
He was a man who cared so much
My heart he certainly did touch
*-*-*-*-*-* -*-*-*-*-*
I want to add a link to him
Like on my home page
Or look his name up
On the web for more info
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
http://www.washingtonpost.com/local/obituaries/a-local-life-irvin-leigh-matus-69-penniless-shakespeare-scholar-who-lived-by-his-own-design/2011/03/04/ABrwm9N_story.html
| 
Email this Poetry
| 
Add to reading list
