Jukebox

I found my sunshine

In the melody of me



I’ve sung “songs in A minor”

Cried to the digressions of E

I’ve walked the tightrope of tempo

Lost my footing in harmony



The notes are disjunctive

Some sharp

Chromatic sounds

But I refuse to stop playing

And I will not tone down



If music was my refuge

Then I

Barricaded myself in B flat

And made bulletproof vests

Out of the barbed wire of Scat



I sing when I’m winning

And if not

Lose myself

“none but ourselves can free our minds”

So I sing joy to (y?)G Clef



When I sung out of tune

Strings broken

Songs sharpened

I’ve made weapons out of do re mi

I told you to unbreak my heart

Say something

Stop fighting the weakness in me



And when I smiled

Happy Face

And called it Lovely Day

I told you to Live your Life

Love

And Say what you need to say



I play Hide and Seek

In ballads

Closed off from love



Humming off key to sudden

Instrumentals

I trip, miss the note, stumble across

Accidentals



In a 1,2,3

The 8 count starts

I snap my fingers

Tap my feet

So I can kick, push and coast to a Lupe beat



In the forgotten corners

Of my favorite memories

My jukebox sings songs of forever



So that



In a crowd of thousands

As words and rhythm run amok

Above and beyond

The collective harmony

My melody lifts me up.