Melody and malady....

The beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da

Coach asked about how playing basketball in a mammoth football stadium would affect his players.. Small dirt track owner criticized about the track conditions by some drivers because he poured 200 (free) loads of dirt on the track... Opening day, baseball.."Coach - 40 degrees, how can your players handle that?"

Charleston was once the rage, uh huh
History has turned the page, uh huh
The mini skirts the current thing, uh huh
Teenybopper is our newborn king, uh huh

The beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da

"They're (the other team) playing in the same arena"... "Every driver is driving on the same track"... "Sure, we'll be cold, but the other guys have to play in the cold too."

The grocery store's the super mart, uh huh
Little girls still break their hearts, uh huh
And men still keep on marching off to war
Electrically they keep a baseball score

The beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da

For many individuals, life, ain't necessarily the same battlefield. Treading, not equal. Malady happens for a good portion of folks, in various ways.. The field can be slanted. Affliction happens. Emotions overtake. "Not fair" harkened by some.. Stone silence, inner dealing, by others. chronic.. deep-seated.. undesirable.. indisposed... The view, the trek, is just simply not the same.

Grandmas sit in chairs and reminisce
Boys keep chasing girls to get a kiss
The cars keep going faster all the time
Bums still cry "hey buddy, have you got a dime"

The beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da

I write to me for me, hitchhikers welcome. Remember to give a smile. Touch a shoulder. Open a door. Answer the phone like you'd like to have it answered for you. Boost. Compliment. For some, it's certain the beat is almost unbearable - and much of the time, that's impossible to detect.

The beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da

Be happy, it's contagious. Love, Victurd