Here at the show
I'm in the front row
The band starts to play
Been waiting all day
The opening chord
My parents abhored
I scream with the crowd
The music sounds, loud
The bass beats in my chest
Some of the best
I rock to the beat
No need for a seat
I feel so alive
Being drenched in the lead singer's saliva.
Elizabeth Sheaffer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/front-row-at-the-concert/
