Drum To Be Heard Poem by Poetheart Morgan

the drums chanting
labored by calloused hands
it doesn't know others sounds
but the deaf drumming of their longings

no one to hear…no one to understand

but men preparing yourself to battle
perfect circle and a numbing dancing,
an echo ~vibrating inside their chest~

courage courage arousing

drum's rhythm it is ~the voice to be heard~



I had

A frightening vision when the spirit of war arrived
i was there at the beginning ~watching~
now, i paint myself with red and white
dancing around ~i am primitive~ I've always been

And


no one to hear… no one to understand