Good Music Poem by habib akewusola

GOOD MUSIC.
Once the voice of rain
Is heard.
Everything on earth dance
For help and get wet.
As loud beats hit the ruff,
Books on the stool in my
Room
Adjust to this mood,
The pages flip in speed
As the wind predicts.
Lighting takes the hook,
With his dynamic flute
That has no two.
Lots of energy,
You can differentiate his
Tune.
This rhythm has caused
Man no dime.
They are tools to show
My creator is good.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB.