Simon and Garfunkel, 1969

Their music
still holds me.

two voices
swelling in the night
driving out the silence
with the sound
of sweet life.

Horror filled our lives then,
war was all around
and the very best among us
all were
shot down -

But we never lost hope
so long as we could hear
their music ringing clearly
as the darkness gathered near.

poem by Steven Federle
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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