Talkin' Brass

He felt the notes

as they spoke

to you, and you

and you,

not blue or red,

not one bled

from string

of politicians.

Walk on notes said

you will be fed,

yes, you and you

and you,

not by blue or red

for not one bled

a thought,

as true musicians

and felt the roar

as passion soared;

Pure Brass.