Writing in rhyme about Beethoven's deafness

In the halls of Vienna, where melodies flow,
Lived Ludwig van Beethoven, a maestro we know.
But fate had a twist, a cruel, bitter sting,
For Beethoven discovered he could not hear a thing.

His world turned to silence, his heart filled with dread,
As the sounds of his music faded and fled.
In despair, he pondered a tragic demise,
But his spirit, undaunted, began to arise.

For in the depths of despair, a spark did ignite,
As Beethoven resolved to continue the fight.
With courage and strength, he forged a new path,
And in his music, he found solace at last.

The Fifth Symphony, a triumph of will,
A defiant declaration, resounding still.
With its iconic motif, da-da-da-dum,
Beethoven proclaimed, "I will not succumb!"

Each note a testament to his indomitable soul,
As he conquered his demons, regaining control.
Through the darkness of doubt, he blazed a new trail,
Inspiring generations with his resilience and tale.

So let us remember Beethoven's great feat,
How he turned tragedy into triumph so sweet.
In the face of adversity, he found his voice,
And in his music, his spirit did rejoice.

Though deafness may silence the world's outer din,
Beethoven's music continues to win.
For his symphonies soar, his sonatas inspire,
A legacy eternal, that time won't expire.