Sound
By:  Matt Ferrraro

Glorious and monotonous.
Bright and gloomy.
Bells, whistles, horns, and drums.
They sound in your mind...
And through the sweet air of life and of love.
Listen long and hard.
Soon the music will fade
And all that will be left is the shell of something once great.
Why does the music fade?
Who lets the music fade?
There is only one answer: