So this came to me in the shower today and I couldn't stop rhyming until I wrote it down. Imagine a beat or snapping fingers...which is more of a beatnik thing...but you get the gist.
Hey, I’m not a rapper so this might not rhyme
But all existence has a beat; you just have to keep time.
I find myself halfway through this dance
Still enchanted by rainbows and romance
All those words people say
About kindness is the better way
Through and through
Those words are true
I can live that grind
Make each day sublime
But after all this distance
It's in the temple I get resistance
In a hurry
All that worry
Can weigh me down
Make it hard to turn my frown around
I’m not a poser
Just a composer
Of my destiny
It needs to be nurtured carefully
Dreams need room to grow
Even if troubles come like an undertow
Trying to drag you down
Stand your ground
For what you believe
Don’t be deceived
When you dress
To impress
Is it the real you?
The one with true value
Or a mimic of a self
That you take off a shelf
To show the world a different mask
For each type of task
That you face in your day-to-day
But is this the only way?
Did anyone tell you, you get to choose?
What passion gets to be your muse
If things aren’t going your way
Don’t take it out on the next player in the play
You can rewind
And be kind
Make a smile
Your new lifestyle
You choose
To refuse
Or accept a way of being
That is totally freeing
From all that negativity and strife
Generate a healthier life
All that stuff I don't need, I dismiss
Instead, I choose to live my bliss.
R
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