Brian Barham's Poetry

The Gift

Music is a Godsend we sometimes take for granted,
The universal language, so graciously He has planted.
The sweet sounds of melody that we hear musicians play,
Should always be embraced, each and every day.

The invention of music, such a brilliant notion,
Its powerful energy intensifies our emotion.
Music brightens our world the way that stars illuminate the sky,
The magical power of music is the world's most natural high.

Through life's darker moments, the comfort of song,
Uplifts our spirits and makes us feel strong.
Life would be so empty without music filling the air,
Like a lifeless, barren desert, a trail of endless despair.

Music is created by a single melody,
The interaction of notes makes harmony.
If nations of the world could be like this,
We'd all live together in eternal bliss.

In a world where language divides the land,
Music is a language that we all understand.
As we look to the heavens, we'll all sing along,
How blessed we are to have the gift of song.

Brian Barham

Magic Potion

In the land of corruption,
With their plans of destruction,
It's all just a delusion,
And they've gone too far.
We need a quick solution,
To stop whoever they are.
The mighty U.S.A.
Will fight to save the day.
There's no justification,
In what they've done to our nation.
Their way of thinking is clouded,
With their holy war.
There's nothing holy about it,
The evil they have in store.
Their bio-chemical warfare,
Is more than we can all bear.
We need a magic potion,
That sends out love and emotion.
To cause their evil to fail,
So peace on earth can prevail.

Brian Barham

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