David Wilson

Rookie (July 11 1991 / Florida)

What The Music Gives Me - Poem by David Wilson

He closes his eyes
and without a moments notice
it takes over
True Bliss
The sound of his parents arguing falls away
He doesn't understand what is this?
His eyes open wide, in time to see the knife
flying across the room, ready to take a life
the world slows down
things move ever so slightly
the world becomes detailed
ever so highly
the peace quickly takes him slowly
smoothly through his whole body
he can hear the angels sing
and the scars on his soul
slowly cease to sting
and he again feels whole
his open and his parents are done
they're in tears in each others arms
what was the feeling?
what was the sound?

The score is tied up
and the clock ticks down
10,9,8,7,6, he catches the ball
he takes off running, he's almost there
5, the defense steps up, he doesn't care
4, he breaks down and protects the rock,
3, he starts to choke then gets a shock
the clock stops, and then suddenly
a peace starts flowing
2 he can feel his confidence swell
he smiles, he's no longer in hell
time speeds up, his wrist flicks,
the ball is in the air
everyone turns and starts to stare
1 his song comes on, but no one hears
0, the buzzer rings and confirms his fears
to late...but wait
Bounce, the bass hits as the ball strikes the rim
BASS! the ball fails and hits again
Snare! ! , the ball slides through the net
Time comes back, and he's confused in his head
a blank look across his face
as the feeling leaves he returns to pace
what was the feeling?
what was the sound?

the music gives me peace and Joy
no matter where i stand
with the music I'm my ears
i feel that i can
the crowd is music to my ears
the game is music to my ears
it stills and erases my fears

for those who don't understand
let me put it this one way
when we have urges to leave
THE music gives us strength to stay
when the world falls down around us
THE music helps us to focus
when hell opens up and threatens to swallow
THE music makes all our fears Hollow

what does the music give you?


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011


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