Music

It is Music,
The intangible thing
Cannot be seen,
Cannot be touched,
Can only be heard,
Can only be felt.

It can endear you, hearten you, beseech you,
It can rock you, shock you, make you go wild,
Its untamed and certainly not mild,
Something loved by both adult and child.
Always making friends,
Gaining popularity in its wake,
Without so much as turning a rake.

Life without Music is lost,
It’s worthless and meaningless,
You may ask why,
Or ‘How can it be!!’ you may cry
But remember this,
Music is in heaven so it is in Hell,
The Nine Muses play for Zeus and Poseidon,
So do they for Hades.