Do you hear my broken piano
It sounds simply out of tune
Do ah de ah de ah aa ah do oo
The music doesn't play right
Though it once was magical
Now it is simply sorrowful
But you know what else is broken
A heart that cannot go on
With a soul that wishes not to sing
That is music worth crying over
VOUS LISEZ
Untitled Confessions
PoetryA series of untitled poems that explore the metaphorical and symbolic reality of the world around myself and countless others. Copyright 2016, Christopher James Enos
