Hi, my name is Robert Neibler and the name of my piece is, “My Material.”
It beats. I breathe. I rise.
As I search this world for meaning and my shining light still
I rewind to my green mind and come forth with nil
Such a surprise, the surmise, what this inkwell spills for the
True mic when I’m blue like its red heartbeat’s quill
It’s graphite and ink that dances in my veins
All this heartbroken two-step weaves is word-shaped stains
While waiting for these stains to tell me who I’m supposed to be
I stumbled onto poetry and meaning found me
So it beats. I breathe. I rise.
As lines resonating in minds who didn’t know it
So punchlines hit soft like timid poets
‘Cause you sit back and let the impact seep in the mind with time
So rewind as minds and resonating lines rhythmic as rhyme I
Rise as time passes past time
‘Cause it’s all they got to pass
Down to those who look up like they’re fallen in the grass while He’s reaching out a hand
‘Cause I can pass along his knowledge but I can’t make you understand His words the teachers teach you
To be honest, it’s poetic phonics preachers preach to you
And truthfully it rings true so humbly I beseech you
Take this time to discern this line for His words are my material so all my paint could do is shine
And nouns and verbs is what I bleed and if it beats, I breathe, I rise
As recollections of imperfections are sheltered in subconscious mind
For success is what rests in the boroughs of chests and it’s beating in rhythm with time
It’s words and it’s beats and it’s freedom it seeks
So I take them and shape them with lines
With pain that indicts and emotion and rights and veridical verbiage I shine
It beats. I breathe. I rise.
It beats. I breathe. I rise.
I rise with insight cause I breathe in His light know His heart is in rhythm with mine
For my sins of the past He’s forgave and at last I’m free to live out His design
For rainclouds they pass and it’s shining like glass as I praise my grateful, our Christ
And as long as He’s there, His wisdom I share
As it beats. I breathe. I rise.
These commentaries are recorded by Prison Radio.