Passion of a Rock Band
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He stands defiant- A rage!
Hands open to the sky,
As he screams his words, sings his words,
Demanding to answer just why.
Why does he hurt, burn and bleed,
And you look through his eyes and see,
His song comes from way deep down
His broken heart’s now broken free.
Then the guitar solo takes over,
And stilted legs, in denim, make magic,
The spiritual riff takes you on a journey
Drags you from happy, right down to tragic.
Our rock bands take us to other places,
The places where we’re emotionally nude,
Places where we join hands in the fight,
To feed us subliminal food.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2017
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