"Flatline"

I turn on some music
I close my eyes and listen
To the soft sounds that come out
Wafting across the room

The song continues
The volume the same
The music is flat
As if cut off
At the head and knees

I look at life
My own, and those around me
I find a lack of substance
A flatness
Like the music I hear

The world has lost its focus
Like a camera misused
A mass of people
Wandering
Lost
Looking for something
But never finding it

Only in a few places
Is the vision cleared
The music returns
Now with triumph!
With gusto, with emotion
This is the music
Which floats across the world
Which we all search for
But somehow
Find ourselves deaf