The music has survived the apocalypse
\nFor this, we rejoice
\nIn all the ways we know how.<\/p>\n
The beat lives on, an
\naffirmation of our survival
\nand a praise to humanity.<\/p>\n
The voice shatters silence with a perfect tone
\nsurvivors claw themselves out
\nfrom under rubble.<\/p>\n
All stops, silence reigns, under a moving shadow
\nA roar like trumpeting thunder
\nSends them scurrying.<\/p>\n
It lands with the crunching
\nof pavement
\nand spreads scaled wings.<\/p>\n
When they finally dare to look:
\nA harmless man in black clothes
\nLeather trench flapping in the wind.<\/p>\n
He asks them to sing
\nPleads
\nAnd they see he’s crying.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The music has survived the apocalypse For this, we rejoice In all the ways we know how. The beat lives on, an affirmation of our survival and a praise to humanity. The voice shatters silence with a perfect tone survivors … Continue reading