Life's Song

Sing, the mind on its first breath rush sings
Forcing a wail from deep within the just-opened-for-business lungs
Welcome to the world, and will it make you sing!

Sing, if not yet, then gurgle and spin
Your arms up and down and the joy will be seen
Little angel do sing.

Sing, the catchy TV melodies and childhood tunes
Enjoy this moment, it's gone too soon
So go on  and just sing.

Sing, let the whole world know you are mad.
Sing along to angry and dark lyrics and the gothic mimic.
It's a healthy way to deal with raging hormones,
You might as well sing.

Sing, of icons past and done deals.
To prove your intellect, your mind needs.
Mind you, more than a few will mind:
Still, go on and sing.

Sing of betrayal and of hurt
Affairs past and of lust and hearts full of wanderlust.
It's a sign you have a heart.
We feel you, so sing.

Sing, of the perverse and as an art.
There is always someone who wants and needs
To hear what you sing.
So for them do sing.

Sing, and join the jubilation of two now joined as one.
Wedding songs and wedding bells
Rising with happy voices as one.
The crowd as one, dances and sings.

Sing, my heart to the Lord and all he has done for me.
Rejoicing for the child I now hold in my arms.
Joy unbounded, I am lost for words.
Still with shouting I sing.

Sing, a song of accomplishment in the old age.
A song of contentment with the onset of sunset.
For even in the night,
We still will sing.

Sing, a dirge and in passing
The heavy hearts will sing.
The unbearable pain evident,
In the song they sing.

Sing, of those who passed away and of their great deeds.
Of the times and love we shared, for the time they were let be.
Living on, in our minds and in our hearts,
and the songs we sing.