I hear

I Hear

I Hear the sound of music, brisking through my ears

As the melody goes around the air

It’s your heart beating to the beat of the song

Music can be loud like thunder in my head

Music can be soft that just draws you to your bed

As  a guitar solo breaking out

The crowd running towards the stage

Music can make you a star, also tear you down

I will rise up from the ground

I am a champion and together we fight


This poem is about: 
My country
Our world
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