Benny Sip

Poetry

Hearts' Tune

When I was small someone told me,

I would amount to nothing,

That I would live an ordinary existence,

It doesn't matter who that someone was.

What matters is that I believed them.

So many years,

That person's voice played in my head.

So many times,

That broken record played over its’ self.

Until one day,

I hit stop.

I decided that if the mind were a disk,

That it may as well play a good tune.

And if for whatever reason it began to skip,

I'd turn it off.

Most people waste their lives away,

Listening to someone else's tune.

So I ask of you,

I beg of you,

Play your heart's tune.

No other tune will do.

Ben Sippola