The Pianist
A young perplexing boy who found comfort in staying out of sight,
Had a behaviour that made him the target of cruelty and smite,
One day by chance he came upon a piano and came alight,
And quite soon gained respect since his music was able to excite,
Yet was not happy for he wanted to gain finesse overnight,
He would practice relentlessly, studying and playing hourly,
With time he gained the mastery, which he had lusted for dearly,
He would sleep his nights restlessly, without fail waking eagerly,
Since he was obsessed about playing his instrument flawlessly,
He came to be annoyed at how his playing was not always tight,
Maintaining the concentration required took all of his might,
He removed all his possessions in and around his line of sight,
Still it was not enough and so he removed everything outright,
Yet was not happy as his playing still had a margin of blight,
He removed light and played blindly, as a result played perfectly,
In time he eventually lost his grip on reality,
Numerous birds curiously came and formed an assembly,
One bird liked the music dearly and called on the king frequently,
The bird sang a melody, which the king found to be a delight,
The king complemented the bird and came to learn of its ghostwrite.
Then requested the pianist to enter into the limelight,
The pianist was promised riches should he accept the invite,
Yet he turned it down as he had developed a distaste for light.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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