The Beat

The Beat, the beat

The beat of my drum

The Beat is the rhythm

from whence I come

There's a rhythm 

that's lives in me

It shows on my face

 through physiognomy

It reveals itself

in the words I say

It guides my moves 

each and everyday

It announces its presence

when I enter the room

It was born to this world

when I exited the womb

Its in my cells

and all of

 my being

It fills my heart

and makes me sing

The Beat, the beat

The beat of my drum

The Beat is the rhythm

from whence I come

T.C