Music
MUSIC IS A PILL THAT HAIL FROM HEAVEN
IT HEALS THE MIND AND HEAVY-HEARTED
THE BROKEN MIND IS MIND AT IT'S SOUND
IT'S A PILL THAT DOES NOT EXPIRE BUT INSPIRE
THE POOR AND THE RICH CAN'T DO WITHOUT IT
KING SAUL WAS HEALED BY IT
IT BRINGS THE FEELING OF NOSTALGIA
IT BRING OLD MEMORIES BACK
IT MAKES US TO MAKE MEANING OUT OF NOTHING
IT KEEPS OUR BODY AND SOUL INTACT
LIKE WINE THAT HAVE NOT BEEN TAPED
THOUGH WE MAY NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT
THE SONG WRITER MEANS BUT WE STILL NOD
NOD OFF, EVEN AT OUR SADDEST MOMENT
AT IT RHYME AND RHYTHM OF THE MUSIC
EVEN AS THE WORLD IS A STAGE
THE SUN LIGHTS IT UP
AND THE WIND WHISTLE A SONG
THE RIVER AND SEA ROARS AND FLAP AT
IT'S BANKS AND SHORES
BEHOLD MUSIC IS MADE.
Copyright © Abraham Okonkwo | Year Posted 2011
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