Cage Fight

To me, a beat

is just a cage

Made of kicks, snares and hi-hats.

So let it not be only a vessel for agression

for macho

& bravado

But let it be a home

for a trapped bird

singing songs of nostalgia and hope.

The same who visited Mr Keats. and Ms. Angelou

& doubtless countless others.

Let us peer through the bars and see beyond the front

To the bottom of the stillest waters.