Discordance

To paint requires the stroke,

Of a dark-tinted brush, 

For the completion of a masterpiece

To compose requires the touch,

Of a discordant note, 

For the rendition of a melody

To narrate requires the voice, 

Of an obvious villain,

For the context of a tale

To dance requires the landing,

Of a heavy foot upon the floor,

For the movement of a piece

To act requires the pain,

Of a guilt-stricken character,

For the drama of the play

To learn requires the mistake,

Of a well-meaning student

For the betterment of a life

The discordance,
That comes naturally,
And that cannot be feigned
Must not be reprimanded

This darkness is but a blimp
On the light that shines,
From all our efforts,
And the knowledge we gain,
From our temporary discordance

-Poem Fanatic