The Last Recital

• Artist: Doom Lemons
• Description: I wrote this because things so simple are taken for granted. I used to sit on my back porch listening to the night. I could hear so many things; most notably the crickets. They used to be so loud and upbeat; but sometimes I'll hear one or two chirps now and again.
  
  Yes, this is copied. It IS my work, though. I posted it on my wordpress a while back for an assignment. I consider it to be my best work to date. I hope you all like it, too.
  
• Date: 07/15/2008
• Tags: music bitterness song toxic crickets

The crickets star in the nighttime symphony--
yet no one is listening...
They sing of seasons' change;
they sing of seasons passed.
They warn of disaster not too far away.
No one listens anymore.
The bittersweet cry becomes distant as the sounds of the city grow.
The stars shed no more light on the stage--
the concert has fewer visitors.
Why isn't anyone listening?
The little orchestra is beginning to quiet;
dying from the toxins of machine giants.
It’s too late to listen anymore....

Their music is sorely missed.

Comments

[Lady Darkshadow Firefly]

i agree; the simple things are being overrun and overlooked as society grows more used to its technology...but i feel kind of out of place saying that since i am on a computer right now...overall a good job.