64 hour sleep deprived no structure poem.

Above the calm and stagnant water in our hearts, Sits the Musician--- the Maestro of pain. He masterfully orchestrates his symphony in D-min. Its' sound quite beautiful... We are mesmerized. But, I beg of you to rejoice! I beg of you to see the Musician as a force for good! For little do we know, That pain is only a reprise to the Grand Song that we ALL play to. Little do we see, That for every positive, there is a negative. Every Yin, a Yang. Absolute Equilibrium. So, with all my voice I'll shout, "Go!" Go and Effervesce. For if you have taken comfort in the calm currents, A Tsunami awaits.