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
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