Musical Power

All alone in a room full of strangers

Aliases dressed up in Colored balloons

Barking warnings of impending danger

Masquerades run by paraded buffoons

Run of the mill seeking, conscience for hire

Living in bubbles oblivious to what’s going on

Fanning the flames without any fire

Changing the lyrics to an existing song

All alone in a room full of shadows

Figures and shapes with a will all their own

Black and white notes of a banjo

Mimicking music in ominous tones

The prospect of death stirs our motivation

Chastising the body to purify sight

Searching the truth to reveal clarification

Casting the darkness with the cleansing of light

Music soothes the heart of the savage

Changing us all from the consuming beast

Giving away a safe way of passage

Calming the spirit with ultimate peace