Music
In one chord I feel my heart rising.
My breast heaves with elation.
In the next chord I feel my heart dropping.
My sobs tighten in my chest.
In the first verse I feel my fingertips tingle.
I am shocked with electricity.
In the second verse I feel my legs drop like sullen warriors,
weary but too stubborn to sink.
In the chorus I feel my own voice singing along,
adding melodies like a spree songbird.
In the ending note I feel my eyes light up,
determined and comforted from this one song.
This poem is about:
Our world