Inspiration from Beethoven no,5

As thousands and thousands of people filled the empty seats of the great hall. Each expecting something magnificent. Each expecting to experience a sense of pleasure, enlightenment and a sense of greatness.

The stage became dark but there was nothing.

But a soft sound is heard

It was sound of sadness and dismayed

One could cry and almost be depressed

Suddenly
The spot light
As the pianist entered a great crescendo
As if giving a loud roar to the audience
One could feel the anger and rage
The stress and anguish
The pain

And then silence

Only the sound of single keys playing
As if little children
whispering their minds
Their loneliness
and the abandonment

As it ends
Another crescendo steps in
as if to echoed the dismayed felt
as if to sing along with the misery
and with a great forte
The pianist stops and finished his great piece
The lights shut

They crowd clapped
They cheered
Many praised and even shouted in delight
of the great music that was heard

There was no words said
But through each note
a message was told
A story enfold
only those who listen
Will heed its calling