Drums Of The Sioux - Poem by Saint Eule
The sacred Sioux drum resounds with voices in percussion,
The making of the drum has recently entered in discussion.
I wanted such a drum to think of my indian family nation,
Ordered off the internet to experience the drum sensation.
It was beautifully packaged and came with a story,
My heart did not respond as I patted on the skin.
The voice of the drum, the sacred dreams of glory,
Turning the drum over a label made in Taiwan within.
Making drums are sacred often blessed with prayer,
It broke my heart to see the made in Taiwan there.
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