MUSIC

I saw the mourners smile
Visible wisdom teeth.
Even the sick
Frantically spin their bodies.
The heartbroken healed
On the vibration of each sound.
With each press of the piano
Pleasant memories are resuscitated.

Each beat like a magic
Soothing restless souls
That guitar harp!oooh!that harp
Got me into an elysium
The volley of the drums
Trumpets my cells into danceholia

Some say,
"I like it high and loud
Rock n roll,soul
Country hit the road"
Others be;
Hey!hey!Yo!yo!
Hiphop,tuko locked
Bongo,local
Roots to riddim;dancehall
But for me
To heaven am driven by all
What wonderful gifts of rhythmical
Poetic;simple words cum miracles.
Music is part of my soul.