This is something I wrote the day Dime was killed and I haven’t shared it with many. Until Now. I hope it helps us all remember what he gave to us all and what he continues to give. Your music lives on forever Dime. Hope to meet you someday in the forever after.

                    HIS PERMANENT PLACE

A rock ‘n’ roll soul that’ll never grow old

He was so good and died so young.

I guess it’s like they say. He was too good to stay.

Dimebag was his name. A childhood moniker that stuck.

Diamond was another they called him by. But his real name was Darrell.

Not very rock was his given name. Dimebag was cooler.

The best of his generation. A pure musician that changed the scene.

Not since Jimi and Stevie have we been so blessed.

With a new sound from an old axe.

He slung it with rage, he slung it with style.

Let’s hope he finds peace now and slings it in grace.

Let’s hope he’s found heaven his permanent place.

God bless you dear Darrell. God bless your soul.

God bless you for your talent that you drove so far.

Far beyond driven. You’re an undying star.

Your music lives on in many a mind. It pierces our ears.

It broadens our soul. It challenges our complacency.

It pushes our spirit to accomplish more than we expect.

Let’s hope he’s found heaven his permanent place.

God bless you dear Darrell. God bless your soul.

God bless you for your talent that drove you so far.

Far beyond driven. You’re an undying star.

Let’s hope he’s found heaven his permanent place.

Published by rbtaleman

Heavy metal (fiend/friend?) Writer, frustrat(or), frustrat(ee), decorated U.S. Navy veteran, Husband(twice), father(three times), grandfather(of seven), FM radio veteran, Concertgoer, music collector, muscle car aficianado. Grown up since five. Child since 45. View all posts by rbtaleman