Making Concessions Easily Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Startling the crowd, suddenly playing loud and fast, pushing
people into depths of rhythm, hoping to find that one good
measure that'll take all stress and turmoil from the day.

Tearing it from pages of our life, making concessions easily,
wanting to play and be entertained, living in the essence of
tempting desires being spun on a loom of rhythms.

Continuing to feel and touch upon emotions we've had in this
life, giving them up in preference of a mundane life here in
this temporary world.