The Truth
This is sound with shape and form
This is sound with purpose, but more
This is sound with a passionate storm
This is sound we love
With this, the latter is true
It shapes our lives
And saves them too
With this, the latter is true
Born into poverty, hate, and crime
Some turn to this as a means of escape
It provides a place of rest
Of bliss
Of love
With this sound, the latter is true
It sparks a flame deep inside
It ignites the fire in our youngs’ eye
It is amazed and adored
But often overlooked
Some find it frivolous, minute, all but astute
But those undoubtedly saved won’t hesitate to say,
Music is love
And this is true
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