And the beat goes on
Sometimes I feel like a living song
That’s about me, but feels wrong
Heart setting the tempo
But it’s temperamental
So I gotta keep the words strong
To make, this beat go on
Take my
Reasons for living
Rather than existing
Imprisoned
Between my temples
String’em together like notes
For a violin instrumental
And let’em play out through my actions
Just so
This beat can go on
I am alive
I am a poem
I think therefore I am
Gold
With paper and ink
I am composed
A story untold
An allegory unknown
Emotion exposed
Bare to where some can explode
I am
Fire
For a lighter
For something brighter
Than a thousand supernova colliding
In the heart of the dark
Forming a spark
That can tear the greatest evils apart
Something like kinetic energy
Transformed into art
Through illegal motions in my mind
False start
They said I’m holding too many emotions
For a heart to heart
Need to get my hands on a harp
Or a lash of lightning,
Perhaps a rumble of thunder
Cause the storm that rages inside of me
Tears my enemies asunder
Yet and still some wonder
Why I speak life
To them I say may God bless you twice,
Once for the soul and once for the mind
God is love, Love is life
So, marry me or carry me but be mine
Paul bearer or wife
Poetry is my life
I Am Alive
But my soul’s aching
mentality aging
and my foundations older than ancient
I am no longer waiting
Patience
Is the virtue
Through which I was created
And my art is a form of my creation
That grows with me, like seasons create ages
Or trees turn to pages
Which turn to seeds of education
And get spread throughout a nation
Focused on discovering a new creation
Of intelligence, and inspiration
I speak life
Read me
Not by my appearance
Or the color of my leafs
But by my seeds
By the size and weight
Of the heart
That beats on my sleeve
As words flow through it
And out in my speech
I speak life
Like
Eve’s first breath
The vital organs in your chest
Or a lady that says yes
To a gentlemen on one knee
Like the Earth and the seven seas
Breathed
Through the God given seed
Yes there’s poetry in me
I believe then speak
Victory
Preach, teach and lead
By example
Like I’m in charge of the classroom
and there’s no paper sheets
So if I don’t follow the words I breath
I’ll cease to be…
Real
Just another hypocrites illusion
That seems to bleed
Bleak
Guess that’ll be you
Before it’s me
I speak life
And fly
Like
The solar system’s wings are tied with mine
Like
I believe therefore I have spoken
Or it aint happened yet, but I’m still hoping
A college kid that quits smoking
A gun that stops loading
A man that stops folding
Or an assassin, that loses his focus
I speak life, I’m a Poet
Yet a poem
And the beat goes on
Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist