To the old

They say violin was born in Italy
A successor to fiddle.
Orchestration is ruthless
As animl skins, nerves involve
Melody too cruel, smacks death
Doddering animals have useless skins.
Young, thriving or infantile skins
Make soothing sounds.
Music and death! How strange!
Drums are made of skins.
Every sweet music wants
Animal parts. (Not now)
We have electronic mimes,
May be we are civilized.
The old say:
Life is death and death is life
Let there be harmony.