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Songs We Sing

A cacophonous din in my head rings

Clashing with my soft cries for at-one-ment

Quieting when the choir of voices sings

Their pitch and cadence richly heaven-sent

Who takes first prize, second place, lowly third?

What came before, after, next, or dead last?

Will only dire consequences be heard?

Or can choices claim a role in the cast.

Character rules in the lyrics I spit

Nature and nurture write the final score

The songs are raw, repetitive, and writ

From my heart to yours our shared folklore

Songs we sing when we are sorry and sad

Songs we sing while we are merry and glad.