The sound I bring
Is more than a feeling.
It’s like a trumpet.
It’s like a rocket.
It can shake
And make an earthquake.
I don’t care about it
As long as it can save me from the pit.
I bring this sound
Because it turned me around.
Yes, it is full of pleasant noise.
It gives me a firm good poise.
The sound I bring
Can make you and I sing.
It gives joy and gladness.
It makes our life harmless.
Hey, don’t have any coy
Because we should have joy.
We should live with wisdom.
We should share our freedom.
Copyright © 2009 by Obed Dela Cruz
(September 5,2009; Marikina City)
(To use this poem in a legal way, please email the author at princeobed_dc@yahoo.com but you cannot own the poem because you will be violating such in computer ethics, information systems, intellectual property, copyright, and other rights)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem