Songs Today

Why won't you sigh in songs
if so you see
Why won't you high in tongues
if so you take
Fly, we be your find and kind
Try, we know the stake
For this day, dear singer
is the kind to dare

See them who go in vain
thinking they gain
See them who sing in pain
flying in gain
Yet we know what they grow
mounting the show
And we see how you go
scaling the mines

Sing me your song again
bury the pain
Taunt me with all again
cover the drain
For, may you know:

We are your day and spray
Hooray
We are the tray and pay
Hooray
When we return, this turn
it must be mint
When you return, your turn
there'll be fresh mint
And your song, dear conquerer
is up so up
As our refrain, oh merry
be tune atop!


On a marathon 12-hour panoramic survey of world news this week, I saw the triumph of our humankind over it all. Great pains today being met by greater gains of courage. Great stakes in politics being met by greater restraint and refrain by people high and low. Why, we should sing. Pray silence, we should!

The power of songs swamps dark plots and puppets in power. The songs, some in hums and umbrage, others in pomp and outrage. Many a tune, in tones of temper and tempest, many a beat in tease and teasing. What fun, what funfest! Fame and flames are up in glare, enflaming passions galore. But, alas, in all lands alike, the joy be there - unfolding! Yes, the key.

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