A Good Song Never Dies

The bass line

Rattles this mind of mine

And that snare drum

Makes me aware

Of all of the pain I’ve numbed

In here

The vocals

Speak to all of my soul’s

It’s a moment that I try to hold onto

But it has to go

And ring in the ears

Of the children full of fear out there

The acoustic guitar

Becomes my spirit guide

“Good music can never die”

He sings to me

But it feels like a lie. . .

It feels like a line

But deep down

When I am upside down

I believe he is right

And good art

Doesn’t die

And I sing back,

“Please don’t be a lie.”

CH 11/1/23

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