Music, It's Everywhere - Poem by Monica Engeler
Listen do you hear the music in the air?
It is everywhere
you can hear it in the birds, the wind, and the sea
Can you feel the rap it is all so free.
Listen do you hear the cry of a new born?
It gives life to the early morn
one hopes that growing older will be still
Reaching 21 then will be a thrill.
There is nothing to see without seeing
existing is an amazing being
No point to be with years of pain
Tears are just all in vain.
Play the right tone and sing the tune
Music has a spirit that is immune
I will show you how to listen to the drum
Just hold on and don’t feel numb.
I am surrounded by friends taking note
See me how I wrote
Imaging me perform solo rips me apart
although I played the right part.
I can see for miles and miles in the sky
my song has travelled high
Listen my melodies are fading away
you learned the music’s way.
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