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Imagine an embryo, not yet alive
It’s been eight months now.
As he lays in waiting, he feels a beat.
Mother’s heartbeat. 75 beats per minute.
The rhythm soothing to him.
Imagine an infant, not yet in school
Staying home with mother.
The radio plays next to his crib.
A familiar beat. The rhythm: soothing.
His mind is born again.
Imagine a child, not yet an adult
Enjoying the weekend.
His MP3 is playing.
Bass is enhanced. Energy flows through him.
This home is peaceful but for a few minutes.
Imagine an adult, not yet retired.
Sitting at home after a long workday.
The television is on.
Music videos role. He naps.
The beat soothes his soul.
Imagine a senior, not yet dead
It’s been a lifetime now.
As he lays in waiting, he feels a beat.
His heartbeat. 75 beats per minute.
The rhythm soothing to him.
- by Mighty Fine Pie |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/04/2010 |
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- Title: A Familiar Beat
- Artist: Mighty Fine Pie
- Description: I just wanted to write a poem.
- Date: 03/04/2010
- Tags: familiar beat
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- BubbleSmileyForeverNever - 03/18/2010
- Nearly as good as mine razz xx
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