Attitude Gratitude Concerto and Cheese

life had written an etude in D minor and barely gave him a pass D for defeat denial disintegration dour reprise of the inevitable bottom of the class for society sang to its dominant song book while he was tone deaf and kept quiet hiding a coarse inner voice his internal melodies sounded like a rusty cheese grinder on arrest detained him after school hours to punish his apparent shortcomings but it is difficult to make fine parmesan from blue veined fromage and the blues of his childhood suffered under cruel constant assault ´the boy has got no sense´ and the child was never spared the rod when all he wanted was a bit of cane sugar yet he did not suck up to their blows which knocked out a few teeth in the long process that laid the cruel basis for his trademark cheeky and sardonic smile ´when you have grown you will show gratitude for our kind efforts to change your attitude and give thanks to our shaping your mould´ as it came to writing music-sheets he scripted them in lemon juice secret messages because when life gives acidity you have a choice one teacher was gentle with him and gifted him sour boiled sweets for every time he hit a note from his own repertoire of aspirations he almost chocked on such a gesture of compassion and novelty breathed out slowly and poured out his heart in cacophonic sorrow ‘I might never become a tambourine major or master of ceremonies no choral conductor or symphonic regent in other's marching bands my choir will be a small ensemble and quality strikes vocal-chords right where they need caressing and cradling but not false elocution’ ‘if I can wipe the cheesy grimaces off the face of my crude tormentors so be it then´ but this is in truth not about a vicious viscous fondue gratitude has to be earned and thanksgiving follows genuine kindness attitudes meanwhile may change or strengthen ´for this is my music´ A composition in Roquefort major with walnut crumble and cherries on my cake and some can see clearly the grinder has its own purpose when pungent milk turns into custard and some have egg on their faces ‘Its not about perfection but progress is built on effort and appreciation´ 26th August 2020