Kevin Wang

Rookie (1994 / Lakewood)

The Sacrifice (Listen To Michael Nyman) - Poem by Kevin Wang

Day by day
Without a keyboard
With its beauty
Of its companionship
Along with its keys
Of black and white
Like the world I used to live in

Fingering to and fro
Like waves slapping against each other
Until it lingers for a second
To wait to take a deep breath
And play the last parts
Of my life
Together mended on this broken heart

With no pen or paper
With no keys to play on
Its only me and my mind
Playing and playing
Even if you cut these tips off
Cut my hands off
I can still conduct a symphony
Play, listen
Without ever seeing you

Emphasis, light
A dark hour to sell my beloved
To drown it in the waters below
But rise and shine
And the music in the keys
Of heart
Never dies
The show must always go on
Even with a sacrifice of life
I still feel
The keys below my fingertips

To and fro
Forever more
Keep silent
And you can still hear
The whispers of the gentle music
Flowing the waves of the sea
Where I fell too

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 17, 2010

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