Anger calls for metal,
Raging through those raw emotions.
EDM is for the party,
Dancing in commotion.
Punk rock fights authority,
Serves to build the intellect.
Love songs can be hit or miss,
Of good and bad I recollect.
Rarely does it change my mood,
Instead it may enhance.
Amazing when the radio,
Gets it right by chance.
Few things can affect me,
Like music’s rhythmic beat.
A world without my music,
Would make life obsolete.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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