Struggle, Hope, and Music, A Sestina |
Struggle, Hope, and Music, A Sestina |
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My deepest wish for mankind is peace
To give every heart a bit of hope Everywhere people struggle to live But they can still enjoy what is truly beautiful Like the way the sun shines after the rain And from their pain comes great music Channel your emotions into wonderful music A soothing melody, pacific, peaceful Somberly stroke a guitar to the pouring rain To fight for what you believe is to have hope To admire a single blossom in all its beauty Watching it all pass you by is not living Darkness and wickedness, is that how you want to live? Perpetuated by the lyrics embedded into the music Search instead, for the one you are destined, the most beautiful This one will help your soul come to peace Just the mere thought of this one will give you hope This one will stand beside you, through all your rain In some places, it gets warmer when it rains Growing rice to fight the poverty is how some people live To come to this country and find a better life is what they hope Tales of struggles and great sorrow you can find in their music Search their whole lives for something few can find: peace their hands are calloused so you can have your discount Nikes, temporary beauty Living in a society with an anorexic standard of beauty Where at any time of the year it can snow, shine, or rain Where we go to war despite hundreds of thousands are calling for peace McDonald’s, Burger King, such an unhealthy way we live Sex obsessed gang members is the rap music To break free, we need knowledge: our only hope Go to school; get a good job, a doctor of some kind, we hope, My parents say. Then you can marry any girl, even the most beautiful They push me so hard so I go to my room and drown them out with music Too much information liquefied my brain, 5 years of this rain Be lazy, slack off, because worrying about grades isn’t how a kid lives Find the balance between work and play, set your mind and body at peace The lowly rice farmer hopes and prays for rain So his new child can live, grow into a beautiful soul The sound of her voice is like music, and brings peace to his tired being i got a pretty good grade on this..so tell me what you think =] oh and yes..i'm back noww |
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*stephinika* |
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its so beautiful. honestly. i'm in love with this...its freaking amazing...the meaning and the words and imagery...
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