16, The Revolution of the Melody
16 is sweet an age
A hint of adulthood
A glimpse into future
A preparation for a revolution
16 is a song to carve
A rhythm woven by time
A beat resonated with broken hearts
A melody hummed by the serene souls
16 is a path to choose
A state of muddle
A cataclysm raining slow
A bud prone to slay afore its
blossom
16 is a silent cry of the innocent
A fight against the world
A revolution in the making
A commencement of a war
16 is a cry turned a song
A harmony turned cacophonous
A muffled cry of pain
A moral learnt from a blunder.
Hence, 16 the revolution of the
melody
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