Randum Bio

Ricky “Randum” Maeweather is a spoken-word artist hailing from Syracuse, NY. Since 2012, Ricky has been igniting audiences through thought-provoking alliteration and animated wordplay which will have you saying “Holy hyperbole, Batman!” Sometimes shedding light on grave issues and other times employing warm hearted humor to the souls of others. It may seem that this poet has a “Randum” approach…

“Allergy Avenue”

I was pacing outdoors with a purpose… Until I was approached by pollen… Unprotected… Suddenly attacked within the sunshine… My eyes matching the flames of forest fires… My tears outworked an open street hydrant… I find myself super glued to a spot in the street seeking for my vision to return… Congested and confused on how I will make it…

“If Music Was A Woman”

Just hearing the sound of your voice makes me vulnerable… Your beats breaks down my body… Your diversity determines my dances… And your vocals sounds like wedding vows… You pick out the perfect sounds to place into my soul… I am addicted to your lips and lyrics… It was love at first song… I want to massage every music note…

“Butterflies Don’t Have A Finish Line”

Previously a caterpillar of povertry… Inspired inch by inch… Motivated by it’s movement… Unlike bee’s waiting for their pollen promotion. They resign from the cacoon created within to start their career… Ready to fly into it’s future… You may be blinded by their beauty… But they’re more focused on the workload they can carry onto their wings… -Ricky “Randum” Maeweather


They may steal your style… Attempt to imitate your outfit… Shop for your favorite socks to rock… Portray your personality… And still lack what it takes to walk a mile in your shoes… -Ricky “Randum” Maeweather


I’m ready to see what the after life has in store for me… I’m cherishing the moments enjoyed walking this earth… I hope the one’s I truly care about continue to prosper when I’m gone… I want them to understand they didn’t cause my reasoning for leaving… And I will always be within their presence like a guardian angel gift…


Never expect a perfect path on your journey of joyfulness.. There will be road blocks before you reach the reward… Pot holes that attempt to perish your plans… Just remember that you are the driver to your destiny… Your tank should always be fueled by your focus… It is your motivation that moves you through the barricades of people who never believed…


Jealousy can seem airborne… Hatred can become hypnotizing… Envy infiltrates around areas you enter… Sanctuaries built for downfalls prayed upon through post… Should never stop you from aggravating them all with your accomplishments… Make them suffer by seeing your success… -Ricky “Randum” Maeweather

“Gloomy Ground”

I find myself stepping into my own puddle… My sorrow showers over on the ground where I hit rock bottom… And yet I still manage to find the right emotions to evaporate the pool of my problems… -Ricky “Randum” Maeweather