Singing Is A Virtue

Singing is a better declaration,
Its founders have earned the proud help,
Sing their words with some talent.
For the terrors travel onwards,
Watching is behind the tree of living,
Behind it we see terrors travelling.

Music has emptied its speech,
Musical men and women entertain
The masses whose food is charm.
Neglect is the opposite sense,
One word stands to the ridicule,
Raiding the speeches and rights.

One singer outlines the trades,
One meaning burns the tears
For the forsaken one is you,
Like the offerer of praises,
And the meaningful one of loud noises
That beleaguer the surrenderer.
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: singing

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