I Hear Music

I hear music in The rhythm of my heartbeat And take solace in knowing Its melodies my heart bleeds The sorrows of my ancestors Are expressed in the deepest songs That seem to resonate From the head that I sleep upon I hear music through The sound of the silent scream From a child deprived of The freedom to cry in need My inspiration is drawn From the symphony that is you As visions of your beauty Gave me wings and I flew I hear music through The words that the women speak The mysteries of their pain And hurt makes my spirit weep This is tragic so I’m sinking Deep in a mystic sea of suffering The tears of my spirit In turn are given frequency I hear music in The undertones of a Praise Poet’s verse As he continues to throw The potent spoken word My body is submerged in music And my feeling is song All of life exudes music And so we’re singing all along