He worked for hours
Not resting a bit
getting his voice to put angels to shame
He sang so sweetly
That flowers bloomed
The dead rose up to applaud him
The demons from the depths of hell were calmed by his voice
While the sick were healed by his mere voice.
But fate is not so kind
She has a twisted way of working
Whilst he sang
she watched
Until destiny gave her his approval
to end the musician's life
And so he died
mourned by all but not for long
After all he was an insignificant speck in the world
and he was just another musician
just another human
Silenced Forever
