LYRICAL ADAGIO IN G MINOR [CLASSICAL SHIT] POETRY AND MUSIC SERIES
I LOVE CLASSICAL MUSIC. I PLAYED THE TUBA UNTIL I LEFT SCHOOL. THE FIRST YEAR THAT I PLAYED I WAS SO SHORT THAT I HAD TO SIT ON BOOKS TO REACH THE MOUTHPIECE. [THAT WAS SOME FUNNY SHIT IN REMEMBRANCE] I WAS THE VERY LAST CHAIR. OVER THE SUMMER I TOOK LESSONS AT FSU AND GOT BETTER THE NEXT YEAR I HAD GROWN IN STATURE AND ALSO IN MUSICAL KNOWLEDGE AND I WAS MOVED TO FIRST CHAIR AND SECTION LEADER. MY FAVORITE SONG WAS AN OVERTURE BY Franz Xaver Schnyder von Wartensee - Ouverture in C-minor
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SO THIS POEM GOES OUT TO MR HEINZ MY FIRST BAND DIRECTOR. I WAS NEVER BLACK IN HIS EYES. I WAS HIS TUBA PLAYER. THANKS MR HEINZ.
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I WAS BUT A SEED IN AN ANCESTOR IN A VILLAGE IN AFRICA...
WHEN WE FOUGHT A WAR...
AND LOVED A WOMAN...
WE DIED AND OUR LIVES WERE CONTINUED...
IN A BOY WHO GREW TO BE A MAN...
WE PLANTED CORN...
IN A FIELD WHERE WE FED OUR FAMILY...
WE CRIED WHEN OUR WIFE DIED...
ELOQUENT BEATS FROM A DRUM...
IN I AND MY ANCESTORS HAND...
I WAS BUT FRUIT IN THE WOMBS OF SO MANY MOTHERS...
BIRTH AROUND THE WORLD IN SUCH DIFFERENT TIMES...
A TRAVELER ENVELOPED IN PODS OF FLESH...
THE SEED OF AN ANCESTOR I PASSED TO MY SON...
AND HE PASSED IT TO HIS SON...
A FUTURE TO BEHOLD.
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