I heard them cry on their knees as song to state earthly goals asking for a set outcome be it base or sacrosanct the exalted saw the rugged cross high up on the hill top the others rode the prancing horse with equal fervor of the first.
Those in song were supplicants abiding by emotion's draw the writer shared this through tune now I'm captive to his muse adoration is both their kink one for God, the other crotch spanning both the high and low yet fair verse does not judge.
Stanzas express a burning need so my ears are thus informed emotion becomes the only path drawn along the singer's voice bless the muse for these goals artistry beyond the pale with music as the catalyst I'll be torn to listen more.
Now my shoulders are a perch imp and angel on each one keen to sway my reeling mind to their side, the right kind though I suspect, I'll say this that a tune will tap my foot and if I like the end result I will listen to both of them.
A friend's song list on Spotify led me to the song "Pony" by Ginuwine. it's very adult, NSFW if you're going to have a listen. With that in mind, I considered that one goal of songs is to transport an emotional message. Melodies deliver both "Pony" and "The Old Rugged Cross". Both these songs look to rouse the passions of the listener. Songs and music are completely neutral in their concern about the subject matter. Instead they ask the listener to determine the relevance, and propriety, of the message. My poem, "The Catalyst", looks at this phenomenon.