BEAUTY

Beauty is not only skin deep,
Beauty is a feeling we all have for keeps,
Beauty is radiance it shines either out or in,
Beauty is a light it reflects a beacon from within.

Beauty is not without perfection or flaw,
Beauty is to embrace your love laws,
Beauty is your unique gift, traits and quirks,
Beauty is you stand out with what works.

Beauty is not about judging or being denied,
Beauty is universal let it shine far and wide,
Beauty is about being beautiful on the inside out,
Beauty is what a true heart of love is all about.

Beauty is not what shows to some on a face,
Beauty is a blessing we can share with dignity and grace,
Beauty is a spirit that shines bright and true,
Beauty is a light it guides us through and through.

Beauty is not a size nor a shape,
Beauty is all the love we create,
Beauty is our hearts, minds and soul,
Beauty is what helps us to remain whole.

Beauty is an enhancement to life with love,
Beauty is an honor sent from above,
Beauty is kind, in most every way,
Beauty is what makes us happy each day.

Beauty is another way God blessed us all to be,
Beauty is an awesome way to relate and also to agree.
Beauty is nature for we the eye holders to see,
Beauty in nature is to nurture us with the air we all need to breathe.

Beauty is unique, also special, no doubt,
Beauty is what makes us smile within and without,
Beauty is to hold your head up to the most high,
Beauty is to never let your love light die.

THE BEAT OF A DRUM

#Black History Time, Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.

Bang! Bang! Bang!,
I know you thought it was a gun,
No! No! No!,
It was the beat of a drum,
We can dance to it, we can sing with it too,
We can always take a moment to meditate to it’s mystical groove.

Boom! Boom! Boom!,
I know you thought it was a bomb,
Ha! Ha! Ha!,
It was the beat of a drum,
Our ancestors created it for us to understand where we come from.

The beat of the drum was the vibration which lifted their souls,
Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.
The original beat was embedded from our past for the future generations to come.
As the story repeats itself, same sentiment of the drum.

The drum created for where we kept all self respect.
Held by the drum to remember our stories with intellect,
Never to neglect, always a way to reflect.
Save your bet, for through pain and sufferance,
Never breaking our spirit as of yet.

Whack! Whack! Whack!,
I know you thought it was a whip,
Never ever did you all think that the drum is what we came equipped with.
So soothing, not even a savage beast could beat,
For in this bloodline, some things you could never defeat.

Talk with God,
For the drum was created from our past, for the present and to the future.
Lord, I hope for the blind may feel or see.
For the beat of a drum is life and freedom, for people of our ancestry.
Like some of you, with the same ancestral like of me.

The drum defines the rhythm in our melanin of you and me,
From our ancestors with dignity and integrity,
Lest not ever forget where we come from, no matter the lost,
Always remember the drum does not come with a cost.
So unique, a sound, so sweet, never forget that spiritual beat.

Bam! Bam! Bam!,
I know you thought it was a bat-a-ram,
No! not this time, for it was the drum beaten for all to gather around.
Tapping into the spirit to open our ears for God’s joyful noise of sound.
In finding direction to where we would be held and or bound.

Never lost, by God, always found,
For the drumbeat is what keeps us sound.
The beat of a drum still keeps us presently around.

THE BEAT OF A DRUM
©chelleythepoetess 02/11/20