Bounty of a Song


Faceless hum met by a receptive ear drum, Unknown value passing through our mind


Each note gets an up vote when greeted through an open gate, gravity of sound plays on our soul

Depression lying in wait simply awaits our fate, while its enemy the song is set to rewind

Each lyric finds that edge while emotion rocks on the ledge, rhythms idle to play their role

Rhymes to affect our life from imbalance or strife, awaits to release inside emotion to which we are often blind

New vibes exploding from unknown scribes, awaiting that moment when their words will take a toll

Our own internal energy set aside taking life in stride, like a stopped clock that is waiting for us to wind

Audible sensation not received by many while some are met with elation, we anticipate our fate to know if the music has met its goal

Systems of sound linger subtle or become quite profound, each breath released taken in either dismissed or used as our guide

Maestros moment is proud when they please a crowd, while they rarely realize when the magic makes an individual whole

Each persona awaits a hidden nirvana, like pirates with bounty a composition is new notes just waiting for us to divide. R.C.