EP 161 Off The Cuff

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,Because their words had forked no lightning theyDo not go gentle into that good night.Good men, the last wave by, crying how brightTheir frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-z-blog-power-hour--2589657/support.