"We learn the heart is the same size as the fist, but we keep forgetting they don't have the same function." It's funny how something can be so agreeable yet we still can't figure out a way to live by that principle. Unfortunately, the fist becomes a manifestation of what lies in our heart. Anger and violence.
The fist can create too. It can create wonderful things. It is when the creator hates the creation and in turn creates a monster to destroy it we think otherwise. Maybe we just like starting over. Maybe the long haul is on too narrow a path and we just dont know how to manage. Man ages like fine wine. It's just sad to see that we only want a taste when the years pile on.
This is a written transcript of "The Heart and The Fist" by Rudy Francisco. This is a public service, and I am not claiming any association with this artist, this CZcams video, or this CZcams channel. Forgive how long it is, but this is how I write the lyrics for my spoken word poetry videos about mental health awareness and various other topics on my own CZcams channel. Enjoy! 💓 "-And the article says, -'The Mexican government confiscates approximately 30,000 illegal firearms per year.' -When the guns are taken they get dismantled and the metal is used to make other types of weapons that will later be utilized by their military. - In 2012, Pedro Reyes, an artist from Mexico City, convinced his government to donate the guns to him and he turned them into musical instruments. -So somewhere there's a tambourine, a drum set, a guitar, - All made by things that were used to take people's lives, - But now they create sound that puts life back into people's bodies, - Which is you say a weapon will always be a weapon, - But we choose how we fight the war, - And from this I learned that even the most destructive instruments can still create a melody worth dancing to, - And sometimes don't we also call that a battle? -I wonder how long it took to convince the first rifle that it can hold a note instead of a bullet but still fire into a crowd and make everyone move. - When I was 6 I was taught how to throw a punch, - And in the 80s that was the Anti Bullying Movement. -The first time one of my classmates took a 'Yo Mama' joke a little too far I remembered my training, - So I turned his nose into a fountain. - My fist 5 pennies, -I closed my eyes, - Made a wish, - I came home with bloody knuckles, - And it was the first piece of artwork my family hung on the fridge. - I remember staring at my hands the same way you stare at a midterm when all your answers are correct. -I didn't know what class this was, - But I did know I was passing, - And isn't that what masculinity has become: -A bunch of dudes afraid of their own feelings, - Terrified of any emotion but anger, - Yelling at the shadow on the wall, - But still haven't realized that we're the ones standing in front of the light. - We learn how to dodge and jab. - We learn how to step in before we swing. - We learn that the heart is the same size as the fist, -But we keep forgetting they don't have the same functions. - We keep telling each other to man the fuck up - When we don't know what the fuck that even means. - We turn our boys into bayonets, - We point them in the wrong direction, - We pull their triggers, - And then we just ignore all the damage they're doing in the distance. -The word repurpose, - It means to take an object and give it amnesia. - It means to make something forget what it's been trained to do so you can use it for a better reason. - I am learning that this body is not a shotgun. -I am learning that this body is not a pistol. - I am learning that a man is not defined by what he can destroy. -I am learning that a person who only knows how to fight can only communicate in violence, - And that shouldn't be anyone's first language. - I'm learning that the only difference between a garden and a graveyard is what you choose to put in the ground. - You see, once, I came across a picture of a strange-looking violin. -The caption said that it was made out of a rifle. -I thought to myself, 'Someday that could be me'." *Thanks so much for taking the time to read this and I hope it was helpful. Please check out my CZcams channel for more spoken word poetry on mental health awareness and other topics. 💙
Giuseppe BodyB Haha thanks! I try to do as many as possible, as I know it's helpful to many people. I'm glad it was useful for you. That's why I put the lyrics in all of my videos on my own CZcams channel. 💙
"I wonder how long it took to convince the first rifle that it could hold a note instead of a bullet but still fire into a crowd and make everyone move..." Jesus H. Christ. I fuckin love Rudy
The tempo of your spoken poetry is what brings the words to life, even though the words written by themselves speak volumes. The gift you've been given and the talent you are perfecting is of such importance to wake up our world-gone-astray. Great love and huge, grateful hugs♡♡
If it really is true that we are all parts of a whole, and this man is an iteration of my soul, then I am proud. Which is to say. His words perform miracles. So good.
Of course this poem was amazing because it's by Rudy Francisco! I love that several of his poems include stories that you could find on the news, little tidbits that anyone could be exposed to, but that he turned into inspiration for his art.
I've just found this and watched this three times. I can't stop tearing up. I've lived this and fought this for so long. His words are so beautiful and so painfully true. Everyone who learned that violent language first and is trying to change must know how I'm feeling. I'm trying to be that violin too.
How can you be that inspirational men!!!!! That heart of yours...(dear voice,play my melody,scream my rhythm,fight my battles...i’m not a fighter just a poet)❤️
"We learned the heart is the same size as the fist but we keep forgetting they don't have the same function." So wonderfully written. I love this man already
An absolute masterpiece of poetry! WOW. Every next poem is more mind blowing than the last, the connections he makes and his powerful delivery, everytime I'm left more stunned, absolutely awed by his talent, a true genius.
Literally my favorite poem of all time. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve read or listened to this and cried. Tears of sadness, confusion, anger, hope, happiness. Such a beautiful arrangement of such powerful words. ❤️
And the article says, 'The Mexican government confiscates approximately 30,000 illegal firearms per year.' When the guns are taken they get dismantled and the metal is used to make other types of weapons that will later be utilized by their military. In 2012, Pedro Reyes, an artist from Mexico City, convinced his government to donate the guns to him and he turned them into musical instruments. So somewhere there's a tambourine, a drum set, a guitar, All made by things that were used to take people's lives, But now they create sound that puts life back into people's bodies, Which is you say a weapon will always be a weapon, But we choose how we fight the war, And from this I learned that even the most destructive instruments can still create a melody worth dancing to, And sometimes don't we also call that a battle? I wonder how long it took to convince the first rifle that it can hold a note instead of a bullet but still fire into a crowd and make everyone move. When I was 6 I was taught how to throw a punch, And in the 80s that was the Anti Bullying Movement. The first time one of my classmates took a 'Yo Mama' joke a little too far I remembered my training, So I turned his nose into a fountain. My fist 5 pennies, I closed my eyes, Made a wish, I came home with bloody knuckles and it was the first piece of artwork my family hung on the fridge. I remember staring at my hands the same way you stare at a midterm when all your answers are correct. I didn't know what class this was, But I did know I was passing, And isn't that what masculinity has become? A bunch of dudes afraid of their own feelings, Terrified of any emotion but anger, Yelling at the shadow on the wall, But still haven't realized that we're the ones standing in front of the light. We learn how to dodge and jab. We learn how to step in before we swing. We learn that the heart is the same size as the fist, But we keep forgetting they don't have the same functions. We keep telling each other to man the f*ck up When we don't know what the f*ck that even means. We turn our boys into bayonets, We point them in the wrong direction, We pull their triggers, And then we just ignore all the damage they're doing in the distance. The word repurpose, It means to take an object and give it amnesia. It means to make something forget what it's been trained to do so you can use it for a better reason. I am learning that this body is not a shotgun. I am learning that this body is not a pistol. I am learning that a man is not defined by what he can destroy. I am learning that a person who only knows how to fight can only communicate in violence, And that shouldn't be anyone's first language. I'm learning that the only difference between a garden and a graveyard is what you choose to put in the ground. You see, once, I came across a picture of a strange-looking violin. The caption said that it was made out of a rifle. I thought to myself, 'Someday that could be me'."
WOW. I first watched this video a few years ago. I'm happy I bumped into this video again! Time to SUBSCRIBE to Rudy Francisco again! He is an amazing poet💯✅🔥.
Dan: " You think love is simple. You think the heart is like a diagram." Larry: "Have you ever seen a human heart? It looks like a fist, wrapped in blood!" (The dangers of love triangles)
"I'm learning the difference between a garden and a graveyard is only what you choose to put in the ground." I'm speechless.
Eina Sempai so do I 👏
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I fell off my chair when he said that
Yassss
Awesome!
"A weapon will always be a weapon, but we choose how we fight the war.” I hope people share the hell out of this poem.
He has become a powerful weapon
I’m a simple gal. I see Rudy, and I click.
Am simple boy I see beautiful girl i liked 😍
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I've been hooked for like 2 weeks now he's pretty amazing,
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"The difference between a garden and a graveyard is only what you choose to put in the ground." *Goddamn* *snaps*
"Constantly yelling at the shadows on the wall but we still haven't realized that we are the ones standing in front of the light."
"We learn the heart is the same size as the fist, but we keep forgetting they don't have the same function."
It's funny how something can be so agreeable yet we still can't figure out a way to live by that principle. Unfortunately, the fist becomes a manifestation of what lies in our heart. Anger and violence.
The fist can create too. It can create wonderful things. It is when the creator hates the creation and in turn creates a monster to destroy it we think otherwise. Maybe we just like starting over. Maybe the long haul is on too narrow a path and we just dont know how to manage. Man ages like fine wine. It's just sad to see that we only want a taste when the years pile on.
This is a written transcript of "The Heart and The Fist" by Rudy Francisco. This is a public service, and I am not claiming any association with this artist, this CZcams video, or this CZcams channel. Forgive how long it is, but this is how I write the lyrics for my spoken word poetry videos about mental health awareness and various other topics on my own CZcams channel. Enjoy! 💓
"-And the article says,
-'The Mexican government confiscates approximately 30,000 illegal firearms per year.'
-When the guns are taken they get dismantled and the metal is used to make other types of weapons that will later be utilized by their military.
- In 2012, Pedro Reyes, an artist from Mexico City, convinced his government to donate the guns to him and he turned them into musical instruments.
-So somewhere there's a tambourine, a drum set, a guitar,
- All made by things that were used to take people's lives,
- But now they create sound that puts life back into people's bodies,
- Which is you say a weapon will always be a weapon,
- But we choose how we fight the war,
- And from this I learned that even the most destructive instruments can still create a melody worth dancing to,
- And sometimes don't we also call that a battle?
-I wonder how long it took to convince the first rifle that it can hold a note instead of a bullet but still fire into a crowd and make everyone move.
- When I was 6 I was taught how to throw a punch,
- And in the 80s that was the Anti Bullying Movement.
-The first time one of my classmates took a 'Yo Mama' joke a little too far I remembered my training,
- So I turned his nose into a fountain.
- My fist 5 pennies,
-I closed my eyes,
- Made a wish,
- I came home with bloody knuckles,
- And it was the first piece of artwork my family hung on the fridge.
- I remember staring at my hands the same way you stare at a midterm when all your answers are correct.
-I didn't know what class this was,
- But I did know I was passing,
- And isn't that what masculinity has become:
-A bunch of dudes afraid of their own feelings,
- Terrified of any emotion but anger,
- Yelling at the shadow on the wall,
- But still haven't realized that we're the ones standing in front of the light.
- We learn how to dodge and jab.
- We learn how to step in before we swing.
- We learn that the heart is the same size as the fist,
-But we keep forgetting they don't have the same functions.
- We keep telling each other to man the fuck up
- When we don't know what the fuck that even means.
- We turn our boys into bayonets,
- We point them in the wrong direction,
- We pull their triggers,
- And then we just ignore all the damage they're doing in the distance.
-The word repurpose,
- It means to take an object and give it amnesia.
- It means to make something forget what it's been trained to do so you can use it for a better reason.
- I am learning that this body is not a shotgun.
-I am learning that this body is not a pistol.
- I am learning that a man is not defined by what he can destroy.
-I am learning that a person who only knows how to fight can only communicate in violence,
- And that shouldn't be anyone's first language.
- I'm learning that the only difference between a garden and a graveyard is what you choose to put in the ground.
- You see, once, I came across a picture of a strange-looking violin.
-The caption said that it was made out of a rifle.
-I thought to myself, 'Someday that could be me'."
*Thanks so much for taking the time to read this and I hope it was helpful. Please check out my CZcams channel for more spoken word poetry on mental health awareness and other topics. 💙
A.S. Minor I love you, can you type all of his things??
Giuseppe BodyB Haha thanks! I try to do as many as possible, as I know it's helpful to many people. I'm glad it was useful for you. That's why I put the lyrics in all of my videos on my own CZcams channel. 💙
Nice workk
fadi jaloun Thanks. I'm glad it was helpful!
Thank u So much for this!!
"I wonder how long it took to convince the first rifle that it could hold a note instead of a bullet but still fire into a crowd and make everyone move..."
Jesus H. Christ.
I fuckin love Rudy
I gave my boys a big heart long before I taught them to fight. And sure enough, they have never had to fight.
I didn't realize I was holding my breath the entire time. This piece is timeless. So beatifully written, so beautifully expressed ❤️
Wow, thank you! Appreciate the support Emily!
Why every poem he writes turns into one of my favorites? I just love them!
sameEeee
A person who only knows how to fight can only communicate in violence and that shouldn't be anyone's first language 👏
My absolute favourite part
This part👏🏿👏🏿👏🏿
The tempo of your spoken poetry is what brings the words to life, even though the words written by themselves speak volumes. The gift you've been given and the talent you are perfecting is of such importance to wake up our world-gone-astray. Great love and huge, grateful hugs♡♡
Rudy is one of my favourite poets
I love his cadence so much. One of the most skilled spoken word poets in existence.
As a retired soldier this hits me harder than a bat.
If it really is true that we are all parts of a whole, and this man is an iteration of my soul, then I am proud. Which is to say. His words perform miracles. So good.
I listen to his poems over and over and I’m always moved by them
This man never fails to make me rethinking everything. One of my favorite poets I hope he keeps writing !
"Isn't that what masculinity has become, a bunch of dudes afraid of their own feelings" - that is something I think about everyday.
I love this part "the difference between a garden and a graveyard is only what you choose to put in the ground"....great words.
Of course this poem was amazing because it's by Rudy Francisco! I love that several of his poems include stories that you could find on the news, little tidbits that anyone could be exposed to, but that he turned into inspiration for his art.
I love you forever and always
Howsenselessdeath Howpreciouslife Should have known I'd find you here 🌻
Rudy Francisco, I love you!
He said the only difference from a grave and a garden is what’s put in them. Phenomenal,, this young man is amazing
I've just found this and watched this three times. I can't stop tearing up. I've lived this and fought this for so long. His words are so beautiful and so painfully true. Everyone who learned that violent language first and is trying to change must know how I'm feeling. I'm trying to be that violin too.
This is the first time I've watched a poem and go "Oh my God... Oh my God..." What a powerful talent Rudy is.
How can you be that inspirational men!!!!! That heart of yours...(dear voice,play my melody,scream my rhythm,fight my battles...i’m not a fighter just a poet)❤️
"We learned the heart is the same size as the fist but we keep forgetting they don't have the same function."
So wonderfully written. I love this man already
I love his poems, they make me just feel so much
his words never fail to leave me speechless. bravo to one of the best poets!!!
RUDY JUST MARRY ME ALREADY, every poem makes my heart beat like drum
An absolute masterpiece of poetry! WOW. Every next poem is more mind blowing than the last, the connections he makes and his powerful delivery, everytime I'm left more stunned, absolutely awed by his talent, a true genius.
Rudy has become synonym of Amazing.
Literally my favorite poem of all time. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve read or listened to this and cried. Tears of sadness, confusion, anger, hope, happiness. Such a beautiful arrangement of such powerful words. ❤️
Rudy is my favorite voice to listen to. On repeat all day. Thank God for the words and passion he/she put into this man
When I'm so violently reminded why I love Rudy Francisco. JESUS!
I'M SHOOOOOOOK!!!! YESSS RUDY🔥🔥
This guy always gives me goosebumps man.
Thank you. ❤FOREVER ❤
I've listened to this poem so many times and it still moves me every single time!! Amazingly written and performed. This man has a gift 🙏🏼♥️
This man gives me chills every time he speaks!❤️❤️❤️
This guy’s poems literally give me life !! Like oh wow , oh wow , isn’t it so damn amazing that someone can be so perfectly creative!!
just the cadence of his speech is so entrancing, all I can say is wow. Wow wow wow
This. This is why Rudy is my favorite poet.
His words give me life every time I listen
Dropping this here for the lover I almost had, a couple weeks back I introduced him to Rudy's poetry...let the Universe do whatever
And the article says,
'The Mexican government confiscates approximately 30,000 illegal firearms per year.'
When the guns are taken they get dismantled and the metal is used to make other types of weapons that will later be utilized by their military.
In 2012, Pedro Reyes, an artist from Mexico City, convinced his government to donate the guns to him and he turned them into musical instruments.
So somewhere there's a tambourine, a drum set, a guitar,
All made by things that were used to take people's lives,
But now they create sound that puts life back into people's bodies,
Which is you say a weapon will always be a weapon,
But we choose how we fight the war,
And from this I learned that even the most destructive instruments can still create a melody worth dancing to,
And sometimes don't we also call that a battle?
I wonder how long it took to convince the first rifle that it can hold a note instead of a bullet but still fire into a crowd and make everyone move.
When I was 6 I was taught how to throw a punch,
And in the 80s that was the Anti Bullying Movement.
The first time one of my classmates took a 'Yo Mama' joke a little too far I remembered my training,
So I turned his nose into a fountain.
My fist 5 pennies,
I closed my eyes,
Made a wish,
I came home with bloody knuckles and it was the first piece of artwork my family hung on the fridge.
I remember staring at my hands the same way you stare at a midterm when all your answers are correct.
I didn't know what class this was,
But I did know I was passing,
And isn't that what masculinity has become?
A bunch of dudes afraid of their own feelings,
Terrified of any emotion but anger,
Yelling at the shadow on the wall,
But still haven't realized that we're the ones standing in front of the light.
We learn how to dodge and jab.
We learn how to step in before we swing.
We learn that the heart is the same size as the fist,
But we keep forgetting they don't have the same functions.
We keep telling each other to man the f*ck up
When we don't know what the f*ck that even means.
We turn our boys into bayonets,
We point them in the wrong direction,
We pull their triggers,
And then we just ignore all the damage they're doing in the distance.
The word repurpose,
It means to take an object and give it amnesia.
It means to make something forget what it's been trained to do so you can use it for a better reason.
I am learning that this body is not a shotgun.
I am learning that this body is not a pistol.
I am learning that a man is not defined by what he can destroy. I am learning that a person who only knows how to fight can only communicate in violence,
And that shouldn't be anyone's first language.
I'm learning that the only difference between a garden and a graveyard is what you choose to put in the ground.
You see, once, I came across a picture of a strange-looking violin.
The caption said that it was made out of a rifle.
I thought to myself, 'Someday that could be me'."
Rudy gets to my soul ya'll like it's not just words...
He is so quickly becoming one of my favorite poets.
Speechless.
Stunning! So many powerful words so beautifully put together to become so profound. I love this man.
i felt this man the whole way through but that last line, that last line brought tears to my eyes
even before watching, I know that anything by Rudy is going to be a masterpiece.
Love this man!!!!!
Rudy, you never cease to amaze. Every single piece is incredible.
WOW. I first watched this video a few years ago. I'm happy I bumped into this video again! Time to SUBSCRIBE to Rudy Francisco again! He is an amazing poet💯✅🔥.
Rudy Francisco; fastly becoming one of my Spirit Animals!
One of his best pieces work hands down
I got chills every second...wow
"I am learning the difference between a garden and a grave yard is what you choose to put in the ground"
Wooooooooooowwwwww!mind blown
This video is so underrated
Gives me chills! Incredible.
From this I learned
I love poetry so much
Dan: " You think love is simple. You think the heart is like a diagram."
Larry: "Have you ever seen a human heart? It looks like a fist, wrapped in blood!" (The dangers of love triangles)
Rudy's special, man. 😢😢😢
A weapon will always be a weapon but we choose how we fight the war ....felt that
Super Talented. So glad, I turned on Jimmy Fallon tonight. 💗
When you wanna click like before the ad finish because you already know the poem is going to 🔥🔥🔥.
Incredible!
This is just magical.
👌👌👌👌 The way this made you think
Preeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaacccccccchhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Love love love!!!!! ❤❤❤❤❤
Blown away as always by Rudy
Another work of art to make me melt through my socks
I LOVE RUDY'S POETRY.
You just gonna make me cry like that... Okay cool cool👌😭😭😭
This is my fourth time watching this on the same day.
I love thisssss
Truly I absolutely loved this
Rudy was on point with this poem
Powerful imagery
💯🔥
God I love Rudy!
So beautiful. I love this poem, it made me cry. I was so grateful when he came to my college. He really inspired to progress in my poetry.
No words needed 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
I always love everything Rudy puts out, and another great poem
Ohhhh this is golden... Golden...
my favorite poet
Absolutely AMAZING. I am truly speechless
I love him 😭
Dude, I write poetry and you are my idol. Please keep up the hard work! You inspire me everyday
Excuse me this deserves a million views!!!!!
YES RUDY
Gave me chills. Great work. Keep going.
This guy is fucking legendary!
‘Woah’ for the last few lines 😮😮
Love Rudy! 😍
What! That was powerful.
This is incredible
phenomenal
Powerful message. Well done.