Beating Hearts

Beating hearts, thirsty minds can this be the end of time?

I’m young, I think.

Choices

Time

The old have seen

My jealousy ripping through my already tattered jeans.

Beating hearts

Thirsty minds.

Revolutions to come

Not in my time

The need for change

Is here today

I am the change

My mind beats to the ticking clock

Nice rock, I see upon your hand

Where is your man?

Your staple choice

My life is this

I am the most to come

The past has come

So far, so long

Tears flowing down my face

This time around feels like the last

My spirit’s past

I am today

The sun, the sky

The trees are dying

The earth still crying

And I sit in my chair

To write

Put up a fight

Hold arms and dance

Make the pressure seem like a romance

A stand we take

Our earth can’t wait

My mind a game

Soaring thoughts of other’s life

Who’s you

Me, no

Testing life

Time, a beat

I think I’ll go climb that tree

Stand strong in the branches

Love I feel

Father dear you love me still?

Mother is sick again.

A beat of time

A change

A dance

Make life a romance

The pressures on