DrumBilicaL
I drum, therefore I am
Yearning for friction
Enduring the force
Keeping the honesty
of sound waves
I drum, therefore I am
Tribal woes set forth
Yell for the hills
Brace for everlong stories
to be told
I drum, therefore I am
Sharp like a knife
Confident and swift
Yet humble and keen
like a bloodhound
I drum, therefore I am
Crescendo-ing into greatness
Complex and gratified
Pulsating through the soul
of the time keeper
I drum, therefore I am
I am a drum
The drum is me
Soft and hard in unison
with clear intentions
I drum, therefore I am
I am a drum
The drum is me
I am THE drum
I am free.
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