Oh, black beating heart
Whom I serve day and night
How do I appease you?
Is there an answer in sight?
Your depths are bottomless
Screaming for brief pleasure
Your lust is a beast untamed
Your resolve is without measure
So let us search for the remedy
And fill our bellies with good company
Let us drink our sorrows away
And swim in our sea of money
Let us wear a golden crown
And sit on a bejeweled throne
Let all bow before the grandeur
Of the empire we have sown
See, now the world is our footstool
The hunt for our glory is spent
Yet one treasure remains hidden;
The secret of being content
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Levi Dickson
Primarily a songwriter, but no stranger to poetry.
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- Love the choice of image with the soil shaped heart. 👐🏾 Very strong and unique tone of voice within your poem - I like that you posed a question to this black beating heart. 👐🏾screaming for brief pleasure. Loving the self awareness 👌🏾 - Hmm, seems like the remedy is too hard to find. Or the remedy only work for a short time 🤔 👐🏾 I see... The treasure, which is the secret of being content, is hidden. - I love how your poem gently guides the mind to a better way of being — while yet still — painting the indulgence. Outstanding work, Levi 🤗❤️🖤