Base Line
Doing my head in
Oh what a sin
This is not music
Just noise and din
Banging and screeching
Synthetic sound
Pounding my senses
Into the ground
Turn down the volume
Switch off the base
Slacken the tempo
Slow down the pace
Why do you feel
That everyone’s deaf
And can only hear noises
From the lower clef
Maybe you’re missing
A part of your ear
That lets you hear music
Like other folk hear
Or maybe you’re missing
A part of your mind
That’s needed to listen to
Sounds of all kind
Your motive I question
For music so loud
Is it to make you
Stand out in the crowd
To see that you’re noticed
Above all the rest
No matter that people
Just think you’re a pest
I’m sure someone loves you
Without all this din
Just turn down the music
So they can get in!
Ivor G Davies
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015
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