My Own Personal Revolution Poem by Bryan Taplits

Whenever I recall the beginning of it all
I start to snort and growl
I feel so strong with a stamina so long
There are no melodies that can capture my song.
I know I must reap what previously I've sowed
I know my eventual decline must come soon,
But I also know that this composition is mine
To compose and perform to my individual tune.
While it might be too late to create a new trick
Or develop a new mode or new trend
If all goes to heck and I end up a wreck
What the heck-I'll start over again!