My Spirits Orchestra Poem by Keshia Morgan Nomdo

My conscious and sub-conscious mind entwined in a rhythm that no man understands,
My heart insynce with a rhyme that aint mine.
And my souls beat which is so deep, makes my spirits orchetra complete.

Derum, derum! My aching heart, aches no more.
Derum, derum! My depression like an eagle it soars.

Derum, derum! My conscious and sub-conscious mind entwined in a rhythm that no man understand, my heart insynce with a rhyme that aint mine.
An both enbraces my souls drum, making music that speaks to the soul of the world.

Derum, derum! Derum, derum! Derum, derum!
Hear my spirits orchestra play a song, that makes my physical body weep.

For beautiful is my spirits orchestra giving praise to the heavenly body above us.

Singing derum, derum! Praise his holy name!

Feel the beat in your feet and shout aloud!
Praise the holy one!