M=MusicA Poem by Andy RuffettA poem that every musician needs to read.We play for the world to hear but we don’t know who we play for
When we blow our horns, they hoot and scorn at our talent
When we tell them to love, they break down and shove our bodies out the door
When we tell them to hate, they embrace the mistakes and let us walk out the door
When we tell them to cry, we mope, they reply and gesture towards the floor
When we say we’re “fine,” they yawn and then cry and we don’t feel fine anymore
But when they say that we’re “sick,” we get up and quick because if they tell us to quit we couldn’t be s**t when M equals music © 2012 Andy RuffettFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorAndy RuffettToronto, Ontario, CanadaAboutMy name is Andy Ruffett and I love writing. It's been my passion and it always will be. My writing expands through me through many different ways such as through story telling. Sometimes my stories ar.. more..Writing
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