eddie eidde


Alas No One Does Believe - Poem by eddie eidde

It is the never ending beat
the constant tune sings on
the song my life performs to me
my bodily jargon

I tell them I'm composing
while even in my sleep
the beats that fill my body
resonate far within me

No one will believe me
they say that I'm a fool
that no one can compose a piece
while on their pillow they drool

Alas I find myself alone,
in a world that doesn't believe
that percussion lies within everyone
that it is our own heart beats

tis true that we're musicians
that life is our own heart's song
but it is you who chooses to see the light
that music brings upon

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  • Rookie Trinity K (9/28/2008 1:38:00 AM)

    you have something... i believe in.... keep going... strong.. :)) .. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 28, 2008



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