At Carnegie Hall

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Silence.
With the conductor’s first move
The sound comes and breaks it.The gentle violin,
It slowly begins
The beautiful and placid melody

The cello
makes its deep, vibrating sound,
And fills the whole building.

Then the drums,
Like shrill thunder
Enter with a strident, steady beat.

And when the chorus
Sings its heavenly song,
The entire Big Apple hears the performance.

With the
Violin’s last note,
the music melts down back to what it began from.

The roaring crowd
Keeps on cheering
Until the orchestra leaves.

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