Composer's Crescendo
By: Aviantei
The composer's the one
Who conjures melodies
And translates them
So that other may play
The songs once more,
Again and again,
Into the future
But this song is at an end
You feel the pulsing of the city
Its pessimism feeding you
As much as yours feeds it
A steady decline you'd rather
End on bang than a whimper
So you let your Conductor struggle
Pick a substitute to tip the odds
In your favor and wait
Until the day this city collapses
[Author's Notes]
Aaaand more Yoshiya perspective. Absolutely no one is surprised.
That said, we are almost at the finale. The final five poems will upload in two weeks. I'd be honored if you look forward to them.
-Avi
[08.12.2020]