You could live Life,
like there is no tomorrow
Rack your head
with the beat of Heavy metal
You can take on everyone
and everything
with bad attitude
or shrink away like a wimp
while you watch your dreams
and lovers all disappear.
You can bang on the drum
all day long
to any beat that you may choose
but in the end
when it is all said and sung,
Life is, as it begins
Not with rock and roll............
in fact
with little or no music at all
but only
a suttle change in chords.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
truer words were never spoken. A keeper as poems go.