Lauren and Mikaela--identical twins living on opposite coasts--blog about the story of life and their adventures in faith.


The Generation that Nearly Killed Music

There once was a promising people.
They birthed unconventional children
With oversized ears and craniums.
They were not only unusual.
These were a special generation.
For they birthed ordinary children
Into a special family of love;
They dedicated themselves to God.
These strange, extraordinary people
Enrolled their children from infancy
Into music master classes, and
Exposed their babes to the world’s greatest.
“Aaaah!” exclaimed the masters nonpareil
In the pure vowels of a trained voice,
“These bambinos were made for music!
Just look at their ears! Their brains! Their limbs!”
936 hours of class;
They learned musical complexities
That could rival physics equations.
Without fail, they acquired perfect pitch.
They denounced a hasty vibrato,
Discerned the best from the consummate,
Perceived a string’s every overtone,
And named a piece with one measure played.
These strange ones, given every blessing
From God, parents, and education,
Turned out very unexpectedly.
For none of them became musicians.
They refused to sing and blushed to touch
The ivories or a violin.
They set their lips and squinted their eyes;
They quite avoided making music.
They would applaud and write rave reviews,
They would speak with all the convincing
Vocabulary of an expert.
They listened with full understanding.
They looked the part; nay, they talked the part.
They rejoiced to listen to the part;
They verily pretended the part.
Save that they demurred to play the part.
They had the music from long ago;
They had the instrument given them free;
They spoke the language with fluency;
Heart, they had not; action, they failed in.
Ergo, these children of such promise
Died a most ignominious death
Of wistfulness for wishes undone,
Scorned by the world for gifts ungiven.
The pieces were unlearned and unplayed.
The next children existed untaught.
Indeed, their generation accquired
More knowledge than any other.
But the passion for spreading music
Waned more than at any other time
Because they failed to play and have heart.
They saw; they knew—but they failed to do.

Artwork created by Mikaela.


  1. encourage me to remind my students this week why we study music! Talent and ability without purpose or conviction is truly devastating.

  2. Wow! I am in love with this! Wonderfully written, I'm guessing you wrote this? -AbigailW


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