Music

Music, The only lving being that is ageless, nameless infamous yet famous.
Often the scapegoat hardly the frameless but how can you blame us
For writing these works of art sometimes tainted but remains stainless.
We never run in circles yet you call us aimless or even brainless
Yet if it we weren't around you'd be saying Who's gonna entertain us?
We go against the grain of keeping the world the same
We'd rather be who we were meant to be instead of Plain Jane
Our music will never fold under the pressure of you like an Origami Crane
We'll flood your ears saturate your souls like a Monsoon Rain
And have you searching for cover like we were the Hurricane
The harmonius satisfaction of our melodic education
Lets us communicate in a musical conversation
Setting free our minds from the confines of contemplation
Through radio waves you'll hear us or see us on your
Local tv station, you can't deny this beautiful creation.
Presented to you by Us, the Musicians, Artists
In every sense of the definition we are the blind man's vision.
We capture the very heart and soul with pinpoint precision
And make an incision to break you out of your narrow minded prison.