I Am Music Poem by Ifeleye Ray

I AM MUSIC.
I am music
Not because I owe the pipes organ wings
Nor am I the master player of musical notes indeed
Yet, it's not about frets of strings
Sound of brass and wood wind
That seemed loud and echoed within
I am music
For my heart beats like piano hammers to coated strings
From conduction and directives my brain baton swings
Free flow of unstoppable accompaniment blood in my veins
That my body sings like choristers from cathedral of St. James'
What I say and my ways are music that play always
I am in music
Play me high and low, loud and soft in sound
That I could soar in tiniest air till I am found
Almost when you ain't attentively around
I will rock your heart when you look frown
I am the sound weaved forming harmony
Passing through eternity of air as melody
Mixing with the fluid of dynamics in polyphony
Though, you don't like me but can't stop this cacophony
Call me music
Because my face is the gesture of loudest symphonic soul
I talk with brimming sonorous of the coolest concertos
My attitude could be minuet and scherzo
That the fugue and toccata in prints of my lively toes
Proclaimed and acclaimed as Wagner's opera quotes
Music am I
You could detest the manner I reach topmost height
In the sky that you can't lift your eyes
While some wish I could be taken to the Isle
Though I'm not a female that could be taken as wife
For Music am I and I play on when you don't even say hi