Dissonance Nirvana Tribute
Dissonant guitar
and hiccups of angst
drip golden licks of Nirvana;
Scream, follow me down
for a time you know
that everything will be okay;
Because it isn’t;
Rage with an anthem,
clipped patchwork storm blew;
It grew as it moved inside us;
A lethal virus,
contagious it morphed;
Never easing, just kept spreading
taking on the world;
Strong new variant
much more infectious,
dissonance has no remission.
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