The Dying Beat
Do you hear the beat.....
It’s a frightened but courageous beat, a melancholy yet hopeful beat
This is the beat that never gives up, so they say.
This is the sound of a thousand militia men throwing there muskets into their families blood.
It’s the laughs of prisoners as they are dragged to there execution.
This is the beat of my heart.
Which is nothing more than the beat of a recorded and beaten soundtrack.
My beat repeats, as it has lost reason to continue.
My beat is cowardly to the gifted.
Though the gifted don’t have much of a gift, as there beat is lost.
Lost in there money, greed, and blindness to society.
My beat is done and so am I.
I hate such a beat, I anticipate it’s ending.
But this beat is a gift not given to the gifted.
Imagine what such a weary man can do with this a dying beat.
So take the dying beat and show it to live.
Take it to the mountains and fields.
Take it over the barbed wire fences.
Find the castle of gold, and show it’s people to pursue happiness.
Take your beat where no man has been before, the impossible.
Now take this living beat and change the world.
(2014)
Depression, anger, and emotion, don't take it as a curse from society. Take it as a gift to you, for you to give to society, as your gift can change the world.
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