Music
Brash clamor flares in his head
The punitive blast pierces his eardrums.
Inside of him everything reverberates hysterically
Each separate beat pulls together fluently.
Drums throbbing incessantly
Guitar strumming flawlessly
Bass picking cleverly.
He is now overcome with emotions
Overcome with confusion.
Animosity torrents from his eyes
An animosity for the father who fled.
Sorrow floods from his face
A sorrow generated from the mother who died.
Affection pours from his heart
An affection for his unborn child.
Anxiety trembles his hands
An anxiety for what the future holds.
This noise holds power over him
This sound encapsulates who he is.
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