amusedSongs Remain the Same
Poem for Day 226 – 20150814
The same songs all these years,
playing to the generations,
new acolytes discovering
while you retread the old ground.
I cast new poems into the pond,
too many to count in an afternoon.
Your discography fills a page,
outcome of a creative dream.
The clink of money in the bank,
easy comfort in exchange
for lyric's constant repetition
as the balance is increased.
What the true payment,
ledger's bottom line embraced?
Laughing all the way to the bank
while you play the same songs again.
The same songs again,
repeated ad nauseam.
The same songs again,
repeated for the loving fans.
The same songs again,
repeated with nothing else to say.
Does your soul age as you play
familiar ground seen once again?
Different venues, larger crowds
and the songs remain the same.
Larger shows, new scenery,
treats revealed for the eye,
big screens and fancy props,
and the songs remain the same.
The thrill of fan's accolades,
crowds as far as the eye can see,
you have this and I do not,
aphrodisiac to the soul.
You become the god
on the stage in front of fans,
playing the same tunes for their joy
is this enough for you my friend?
The same songs again,
repeated ad nauseam.
The same songs again,
repeated for the loving fans.
The same songs again,
repeated with nothing else to say.
The same songs again,
songs remain the same,
songs remain the same.
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