War
You are the conductor of a huge orchestra
it is opening night everyone sounds like
the rush of the sea you tap your baton
against the podium nobody moves
everyone continues to talk you decide to
start and everything is all wrong the tubas
sound like the trombones the trumpets like
the oboes the violins the saxophones
the cellos like birds chirping the drums cry
like babies the flutes a piano and you you
yell and emit the sound of a siren and all
the noises together produce such a
magnificent melody and it’s opening night
and the sea the sea is applauding for
you and you're helplessly confused
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