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The war of sound

Recently, there was a subtled battle,
Between the sound from a shop and the piano.
At first, it was just a small issue,
Eventually it grew bigger and uglier.

For exactly eleven months,
I have been playing the piano for fun,
The unique half a century old melodies,
Have brought so much joy and effective therapy,
To the public and to me.
I made big efforts to come here.
To share the free music instrument.
However, for the past few weeks,
One particular shop in the food court,
Has made attempts to put a stop,
At least to suspress the sound of the piano.
By playing songs on electronic device or radio.

After taking notices the matter for weeks, 
It has become obvious that it was a way of protesting
Against me by one particular shop keeper.
The sound from their songs,
Was excessively loud and high pitch.
The Shopping Centre has delayed
The central music by one hour,
But the shop turned on soon after the piano.
I never repeated the music on a daily basis.

Prior to this conflict,
I have had at least 30 minutes.
Now, no more quiet time to record my playing.
Maybe for sure, the music from me,
Were boring and too simple,
But at least they were free and pleasurable
Purely for enjoyment and relaxing purposes,
It also served as therapy for me and some audiences.
But the protestors switched on extremely loud songs. 
What about their food, repeated days in days out,
Weeks after weeks for months and years,
And also last but not least,
Their food was not free, but costly.

So, they only knew how to work against me.
There would be people who disliked their food equally
As the shop keeper disliked my piano music.
At least I played universal language,
Unlike the shop who played their own language.
After few weeks, I started playing the western music,
That was when I heard loud radio in English.

I applied the ear plugs to my ears,
Which hurt me after ten minutes.
They could not even block the loud noises,
From the shop and I became so annoyed.
Once, I deliberately walked into the centre,
And the food court at odd hours, 
Just checking out if the conflict,
Also happened to others pianist.
No. Nothing liked what happened to me.
Once I arrived one hour late,
I was surprised, the Centre was so quiet,
Few minutes after I started to play,
The songs from electronic device were loudly turned on.
I checked with another shop keepers,
Much closer to the piano.
They said my piano music
Caused no problem to them.
I did not know how to fix the situation.
All good thing comes to an end.

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