Poetry Speaks

Soothingly smooth and eternal The thrill of the lyre so majestic An impulse so divine Sheltered securely in scriptures Of musings enchanted A melodramatic rhythm Beating like African drums Used for summoning ancestral spirits Clashing like the Titans of ancient Greece The mixture of guitar strings And harp melodies so glorious Thus are all mankind enthused Wrapped in torn garments of poverty The pattern of their skilled talents Heard like sermons of good tidings Preached through the orchestration Of bands that dance As the character of music Keeps breathing through rhymes eternally.