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Locating Tonality (Voice)
My voice how much it sings
Yet to ring that tone
Universal harmony
Only strains myself swift
For short are such abilities
Though practice a benefit
Only dear passion can sustain
The effort of the proper key sung
Wanderlust the mind of a pure world
Wanders beyond whilst vocals rung
Until the senses whole
As one singing along complete
The eagerness absolute
Joy in passions and calmness
Engaged the spirit and body fly
Wings of the soul bird inside
The creature along he sings
Allowing evermore the tone to ring
O my voice sings
In that mixed music key
The universal harmony
Water's motion crash waves in tune
Stones and rocks stillness rings through
My footing regained in my heart
My spirit soars in the moment of musicality
My abilities now need no longer strain
O such strength
O grand perspective to open my mouth
My words
My song
The song sung sweet
Of universal harmony
Only dear passion can sustain
Yet to ring that tone
Universal harmony
Only strains myself swift
For short are such abilities
Though practice a benefit
Only dear passion can sustain
The effort of the proper key sung
Wanderlust the mind of a pure world
Wanders beyond whilst vocals rung
Until the senses whole
As one singing along complete
The eagerness absolute
Joy in passions and calmness
Engaged the spirit and body fly
Wings of the soul bird inside
The creature along he sings
Allowing evermore the tone to ring
O my voice sings
In that mixed music key
The universal harmony
Water's motion crash waves in tune
Stones and rocks stillness rings through
My footing regained in my heart
My spirit soars in the moment of musicality
My abilities now need no longer strain
O such strength
O grand perspective to open my mouth
My words
My song
The song sung sweet
Of universal harmony
Only dear passion can sustain
Anxiety of a Collar Blue
The outside world is affecting me,
Its poison deep seeps into me,
Developing harsh its cancer within,
Symptoms surface felt thin beneath skin,
And I allow worry woe to overcome me,
Living life bred
To work through blind days instead,
Expression tight held back in might,
Aching hands which beg to create,
And struggle for food or amenities light.
Such a life's waste,
Everyday a day away,
For upon few brief moments
Free time to arrive whose chance slips by,
Nothing gets done,
Those plans, that book, my art, this poem,
Bright flashes before nodding away.
Dull shine the mundane existence,
Free moments are a sin,
Considered such by those authority
Whose employment we give in,
Dare you waste a waking eye
In personal sweet revelry.
The outside world has affected me,
Its poison now seeped deep within,
The cancer of working class spreads thin,
I am now addicted to fleeting
Excitements of material pacification,
I am trapped,
I am a life not lived,
I am infected by the disease
Of social being;
I am drone.
Its poison deep seeps into me,
Developing harsh its cancer within,
Symptoms surface felt thin beneath skin,
And I allow worry woe to overcome me,
Living life bred
To work through blind days instead,
Expression tight held back in might,
Aching hands which beg to create,
And struggle for food or amenities light.
Such a life's waste,
Everyday a day away,
For upon few brief moments
Free time to arrive whose chance slips by,
Nothing gets done,
Those plans, that book, my art, this poem,
Bright flashes before nodding away.
Dull shine the mundane existence,
Free moments are a sin,
Considered such by those authority
Whose employment we give in,
Dare you waste a waking eye
In personal sweet revelry.
The outside world has affected me,
Its poison now seeped deep within,
The cancer of working class spreads thin,
I am now addicted to fleeting
Excitements of material pacification,
I am trapped,
I am a life not lived,
I am infected by the disease
Of social being;
I am drone.
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