# Play On

Author: The_Real_Threetails
Tags: Celebration, Love, Music, Poetry, impermanence, life, persistence

 

I sing in a voice weakened by shouting,  
A voice weakened by hunger,  
By tears,  
By sickness;  
Hear my song; I shall sing in spite of these.

I dance with feet wounded by asperity,  
Feet blistered by marching,  
By wandering,  
By hard roads beneath them,  
But I shall dance, in spite of this.

Play on, merry troubadours,  
Today I dance and sing,  
My pain to the wayside cast,  
The fears of old a ragged coat.

Play on, merry troubadours,  
Tomorrow's stamp is faint,  
Life's flimsy lease an aphid's wing,  
Quicksilver fortune's leanings vague.

A song becomes a dirge,  
The dance a Danse Macabre,  
But not today; live! Play!  
Play on, merry troubadours!

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