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