Symphony
Symphony
Our lives are like a symphony
Success and failure make up the notes
Resulting a plaintive harmony
Life’s beauty it does denote
But her symphony is off key
A lament from major to minor
The sound a jarring cacophony
Testament to all that divides her
When her music plays
No one fills the hall
Avoiding the musical dismay
For the screeching woodwinds only appall
Maybe a better conductor is required
To shape the composers strife
Will someone help me? She inquires
For my music cuts like a knife
While the rest is akin to Beethoven and Bach
Hers is a tuneless lament
She suffers every off-key shock
Of a skewed life misspent
Charlotte Greer Slater 3/19/2012