"CRITICS" lyrics
Hello, People,
(Special message for Conan! I replied to your comments about livestock populations and PETA in my previous post).
Switching from the topic of humanity's treatment of non-human animals to our treatment of each other, below are the lyrics of a new and very short song I wrote last week called "Critics." This song is one of a series inspired by Music Banter.
"Critics," for your poetry buffs out there, is a modern sonnet in iambic pentameter with the following rhyme scheme: abcd abcd abcd cc.
I was inspired to write this sonnet song because of the nature of some of the criticism that is offered on MB...criticism that I would describe as sometimes being destructive rather than constructive.
MUSIC RATING SYSTEM Rating for "Critics" is EM for "Extended Metaphor."
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"CRITICS" by Erica
Who’ll be the first to ridicule your soul?
You see them strolling toward you on the beach
as you construct a castle out of sand.
“What is this awful pile?” they scoff and grin
and flick their cigarette butts in the hole
that was to be the moat the sea would reach
and fill with waves a driftwood drawbridge spanned...
though broken now, the sticks seem small and thin.
“Why, this is trash,” they mock and crush your goal.
They smash the seaweed flags as you beseech
them with your eyes to stop and understand
the treasure shells and towers they kick in.
And when they’ve gone, you touch the trampled land...
and build again the castle that you planned.
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