Military style, yet it's a country-western song,
its beat in a cadence that just keeps everyone
rolling along.
Liking the drummer as he plays beats leading the
entire band through every song being played, now
wandering in rhythms of patience.
Faintly following life down back streets of this
life, searching for another way to find peace in
musical rhythms of being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem