Poems from BeatPoet
The power to change the world is not a fantasy.
The power to change the world is not a dream you wake up from.
The power to change the...
When you find yourself
asking yourself
what you would do if you could change the world
(if you could do anything
big
or small),
I...
Before,
when I entered a quiet room,
there would be nothing for me to hear.
When I would reach the end
of my favorite song
the words of...
My tongue it twists, it curls, it bends
it licks my lips, my throat defends.
It also tastes, a noble job,
though biting it will make him...
When I think about my skin
The trouble it has got me in
The things it said were good to do
The things that it has put me through
I find...