Fight Terror with Melody

by Kaila H

Finding strength in staffs and notes,
Pounding out my anger onto black and white ivory,
Letting the music drift in and out of my mind.
Playing slowly, roughly, beating the keys
until my fingers ache.
Fighting a war single-handedly,
Trying to match the power of explosives
With the beautiful melodies I create.
Others cower in fear at the sound of these bombs,
but I fight back.
I'll always fight back.
I must defend my rights, my life,
with the only thing I have.
Bringing my hands down harder each time,
I can feel the victory in my veins.
Nazis, beware!
I have something you will never have,
And you will never understand its strength.
Music is the core of all that is beautiful,
And the beauty will beat the ugliness
That Hitler has created.
I'm holding onto my music, Mother,
I promise.
I will never let something so powerful go.

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