Music Storm

Chaos begins slowly,

a few fingers plink the keys

and then the rain sticks gently drizzle,

soon becoming a downpour with added bass notes.

Wind comes with thundering drums

and flickering light switch.

Our music class

is now the music storm.

This poem is about: 
My community

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