Poetry – Rock the World – A poem about Rock Music and its ability to raise the spirit.

Rock the World

There is something about the fire of music. It melts your neurons, solders your dendrites into different patterns and liberates your mind. Music squeezes juices out of glands.

I like a wide range of music from Folk, African, Reggae, Blues and Soul to Psychedelia, Heavy, Progressive and R&B.

I hate it when it’s sanitized, made corporate, over-produced, and bland. I like my music passionate and raw.

I like it to mean something, say something and make me think. I like it to move my feet and release that adrenaline. It brings me alive.

In the right move I will listen to something soft and melodic. At other times I like to dance and let it out.

I hate all that orchestrated hand-clapping and waving. I hate the raised lighters. I like spontaneity.

Rock is rebellion – not the music of the establishment!

 

 

Rock the World

 

There’s electricity

As we go to get our kicks;

A careless excitement

As we listen to the licks.

Our hearts pound

To the thumping of the beat.

Our bodies sway,

Our blood sings

And we can’t control our feet.

The metal power

Of guitar chords

Thunders

Through our gut.

The bass thuds

The drum pounds

Drives you out of your rut.

Caught up in the moment

As the guitarist makes his shapes

The singer clutches microphone

Letting inhibitions escape.

This is the shock

Of rock.

It shakes you

To the core

And rattles up your brain

To follow a new law.

This is Rock

This is Roll

The Blues

And Soul.

Once it’s got you

It won’t let go

Until it’s made

You whole.

 

Opher 7.11.2015