Midnight Musician
He came playing an accordion loud
Its sweet music that no ear ever heard!
By the melodies he woke up everyone
Asking each man and woman to dance
In reality the musician had his tricks
Music was an allure to death of rights
Those who sang and danced with him
Lost all their lives and property rights
Beautiful ladies escaped into his heart
Young men became hired guitar players
Subsidies from talents display looted
And whole village lay in ruins of poverty
Listen; there he is, the midnight visitor
His music not for joy; for sorrow it is
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