The DJ: Electronic Symphony of Desires

A dubstep beat, just like our lives
It starts so simple
Then grows towards complexity
A mental map for our desires
An electronic symphony
That fuses with our day and age
To make some sense of all these blinking lights
Media bytes, web 2.0, my mobile phone
An age of digits, electric waterfalls
Dissected, rearranged
Mixed with perfection into a song

To think the music that we hear
Is made from the material of our lives
Recycled pulses in our brain
That is the genius of our craft
That whispers into embryos unborn
Don’t blame our modern art for being loud
The world is barking like a dog
So stuff your ears or face reality

And in my cage
My temple of disgust
Dusty tables spinning dubstep grooves
Slicing through the silence of this room
Between the rats and filthy beats
I learn to live
I do not need the riches of this world
And so I learn never to cling
In music I am born each day
To hell with everything
With music I am in control
A DJ is a king

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Character: 81/100 (We’re getting closer!)

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