A drummer exercising his arms, beating to particular
rhythms stored within his mind.
Snare and bass drums following his every motion as
cymbals gently recall astounding sounds of praise
and joy.
Altogether being played by a distinguished gentleman
wearing bow tie and white shirt.
A clever ensemble for one so talented, playing for
crowds of people, volunteering his time and music
for others.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem