I was in Tokyo one time
I am watching drummers
beat than drum endlessly
at first I can't understand
but then I notice patterns
of beats like story book
kids too go with drumbeats
by stomping their feet
some are jumping tirelessly
it does gives that fire in you
squeezing every inch of your being
I was so tired after that, thirsty
still I managed to take train home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We can learn a lot from foreign culture. We should not be so quick to criticize, but wait to see what unfolds and what lessons can be learned. A very nice poem.
I do agree with you dear Lorraine colon and monanton described his feelings so good. welldone.