Composer

By | 1 June 2016

the Composer is a father of lullabies
ostensible notes drank under waning light

the tunes spread the hues of promise

he is a herder of tongues and eardrums
penning dreams

while the earth generations bled for
is cut up today like blessed bread consumed after a fast

he arranges progressive symphonies
while the battles rage in the back streets, the outskirts

while the ink trails lead to a prison

while the bodies are quietly interred

the Composer keeps hearts, warm on the song
fumes if they leave the hollow of his notes

we don’t wear his colors or his coat

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