The Magic of Music
When all this world in fear and darkness walks,
I turn off TV or radio and will not by negativity be stalked.
I control what flows into my soul and mind.
And abhor the cruelness I hear, which is so very unkind.
The world, sadly, seems to have lost any gratitude.
Take a look at the huge amount of destructive arttitude.
Hatred of world leaders is a habit not necessary.
Maybe you need sweets from a confectionary?
We pen as if were darlings from the universe?
If so~ that's a very sick attitude and brazenly terse.
Be loving of The Word and do forgive others.
We go around only once and there is not another.
Jazz, New Age music, Enya, Ron Korb, Kimo West.
Puts my very crazed mind to rest.
Then does my pen bloom like a flower.
Especially, when it is close.to the midnight hour!
10/29/2020
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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