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Grave Music- -


When I thought of music
Those the song never tuning
Musicians so are cocooning
Taking thy hymn from out my heart

That moment my soul grew routine
Just what does this mean

Grave music

The grave a funeral
I saw the composers
Music is dead
Yet we still sing

And so I screamed, 'Is that a psalm?'
The recurrent repertoire refraining
It was attaining
It was reigning

Grave music

Once upon a midnight splendid
My passion is a phonographic guitar
When I thought of the music
I awoke and flung the score
Much I marveled the ragtime bluegrass


By the grave I saw the artists
I heard a musical, copyright copyrighting
Deep into that darkness availing choir yet still praising
Singing my songs of songs


Grave music


I awoke and flung the voice I have dreamed of the soloists
Screaming aloud with pitch voice, my choice
Deep into that darkness playing
Ever praising yet
Still
Music


Grave music



1/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

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