Poem 40: At the End of a Heartbeat

A Freestyle Poem By Meka

I learned that one could die
If the beat’s broken inside
Unless there’s enough love
Left to keep her alive

The heart’s rhythm of life seems
Chosen but random and
It’s beat is a juke token
For keeping her eyes open

Releasing a masterpiece
Squeezing a tragedy
Simultaneously?
Depends who you’re asking

But it orchestrates these
Deconstructing, constructing
For everything and nothing
Changing, deciding

Decoding what life means
Know it’s just beginning
At the end of a heartbeat

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