An Ode to Walter E. Williams

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When

the ink dries on the last letter,

the endmost lecture is concluded,

and the final word is spoken,

we know quintessence of that kind shall never grace us again.

True trailblazers cannot be duplicated.

Their heroics are the soil from which the future renegades shall grow.

But even Walter E. Williams’ death serves to defy old held tenets.

There’s an African proverb that states,

“When an old man dies, a library is burned to the ground.”

Instead, Dr. Williams left behind an eternal anthology

and a more knowledgeable world

ready to keep the fire of human liberty

burning bright and hot.

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