The flute pimp and his Snakes

These creatures we taught vicious by glance
With compelling eyes, hissing cries - you know the rest
We never give them a chance,
So they audition today to their best
They found a pimp - the flute and did strip dance.

What is the player's secret?
The Hopi ancestral entertainers is in an Asian flask
Even them loved the peace in the melody's discrete.
Courage is a fear with a mask.
These snakes wore it and fulfilled the task

Music is more than theory
In every single line we say, there's reciteful poetry
The hypnotizing cobra is hypnotized
Rampaging with tunes of harmony's demise
You will never believe the story.

Yet here they were
Happy in tranquillity
Fearless and gentle flair
No sense of threat equity
The same people who feared them were here to cheer..

In this crowdy street of Jaipur
Waving side ways like flags surrendering..
They absorbed the silence and the melody a fur
Its unbelievable, this moment I truly saw the face of music
Now I feel guilty of prejudice, They truly are pets to seek for..