Sirens

Musical misery
Sweet symphony
A song to strong
To touch humanity
Violent vibrations
Static stations
Words heard
Mass felt emotions
Rhythm rhyme
Expression of mind
Eons of being
Heard in a string
Meaning of life
I hear it now
The coming dawn
One verse song
Then we’ll all be gone
A note will play
A symphony in rain
Rain drops drum
An open plain
Distant thunder
Bass of the mother
Breaking reeds
Hands of the father
The sound of two hearts beating
End at two cars meeting
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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