Music

As the music drifted down life's dark tunnels, the evil heart
stopped to listen
And felt inside the person they once were
The arms that would gently caress a sweet baby's sighs
The music had touched the man and memories of a life that is no
more

The sweet music wrapped its arms around a mother
Whose children had long gone
But those tender notes filled that void with happy pictures
And her heart soared high above the clouds
The soft melody had kissed her gently

The young girl danced across her room
The troubles and strife of the world
Were things locked inside History books and of her parent's era
As the beat pulsated through her body
Life was there for the taking and she was about to have her share

The Boy listened to the singers voice that spoke for him
The words echoed the life he thought he was living
The guitar hero who never cared whether his fan existed or not
The drugs found it difficult to play in harmony

The people massed together to celebrate the music,
Which lifted their spirits and hopes for their eternal future
Music had helped furnace the fire of wars
May music help to heal the wounded Earth
To bring the people back as one nation.

As the music drifted down life's sunlit tunnels
The man saw that his life was good
Those hands that once would fashion evil
Were content to help make music a healing force
He looked into the distance to behold the promise of tomorrow
As the music drifted down