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This poem is a rap lyric. The chorus is sung but the verses are rapped.
Every cell in my body’s tweeting out pain
Something undiagnosed like a speeding train
Wants to kill my physical but not my brain
So I’ll just keep dictating my life’s refrain.
If you’re living, then you’re dying
But ride the former like a roller-coaster dream
Always giving, ever flying
Ride tornados over rainbows where cities gleam.
One daughter has cancer, the other’s a mess
And the balance in the bank could not be less
The phone rings nonstop with those creditor pests
But me and family still see life as blest.
If you’re living, then you’re dying
But ride the former like a roller-coaster dream
Always giving, ever flying
Ride tornados over rainbows where cities gleam.
My friend’s son passed last year, same age as my own
Friend lost their job, now could be losing their home
Loss is relative, attitude sets the tone
Someone’s always got it worse, so live don’t moan!
If you’re living, then you’re dying
But ride the former like a roller-coaster dream
Always giving, ever flying
Ride tornados over rainbows where cities gleam.
July 11, 2019
Copyright © Cindi Rockwell | Year Posted 2019
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