Play On Poem by C H Sund

I lead myself, but I also follow
I am the band of one, I am maestro
Many the sounds played, many the choruses sung
for this band marches as heartbeat drums

Dueling banjos or saints marching? , Maybe…
Michelle? Yes, she drives me crazy…
even while raindrops keep falling,
but no, I did not shoot the sheriff!

American pie? Living on a prayer more like!
Take me please… a castle on a cloud
for I am a rider of the storm, baaaaad to the bone,
a regular sultan of swing I am!

Yes I will always love you
and dream of nights in white satin
but time warp… I am born to be wild
so while you’re so smooth, I must take five.

And when the drum’s heartbeat does stop,
while I may be dust in the wind
look not on the dark side…
the stairway to heaven, my next gig

Maybe