Drummer Boy Poem by Corey Culler

Little boy likes to keep the beat,
so he learns to play the snare

Little boy's brother was sent to war,
for a country that does not care

Little boy likes to play his drums,
playing softly as he hums

Little boy's brother came home today,
in a casket made of oak

Little boy tried to comprehend,
through the tears on which he choked

Little boy wanted to be like him,
his hero to the end,

Little boy signed up for war today,
going to defend,

Little boy kept the beat going strong,
through the cannons and the flame

Little boy braved this harsh world,
and his idol did the same,

Little boy kept on playing true,
right up until he died

Little boy came back home today,
over his body his mother cried

Caught in the stare of a loaded gun,
little boy never turned to run