THE BEAT OF A DRUM

#Black History Time, Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.

Bang! Bang! Bang!,
I know you thought it was a gun,
No! No! No!,
It was the beat of a drum,
We can dance to it, we can sing with it too,
We can always take a moment to meditate to it’s mystical groove.

Boom! Boom! Boom!,
I know you thought it was a bomb,
Ha! Ha! Ha!,
It was the beat of a drum,
Our ancestors created it for us to understand where we come from.

The beat of the drum was the vibration which lifted their souls,
Giving respect for a vision to the rhythm that never gets old.
The original beat was embedded from our past for the future generations to come.
As the story repeats itself, same sentiment of the drum.

The drum created for where we kept all self respect.
Held by the drum to remember our stories with intellect,
Never to neglect, always a way to reflect.
Save your bet, for through pain and sufferance,
Never breaking our spirit as of yet.

Whack! Whack! Whack!,
I know you thought it was a whip,
Never ever did you all think that the drum is what we came equipped with.
So soothing, not even a savage beast could beat,
For in this bloodline, some things you could never defeat.

Talk with God,
For the drum was created from our past, for the present and to the future.
Lord, I hope for the blind may feel or see.
For the beat of a drum is life and freedom, for people of our ancestry.
Like some of you, with the same ancestral like of me.

The drum defines the rhythm in our melanin of you and me,
From our ancestors with dignity and integrity,
Lest not ever forget where we come from, no matter the lost,
Always remember the drum does not come with a cost.
So unique, a sound, so sweet, never forget that spiritual beat.

Bam! Bam! Bam!,
I know you thought it was a bat-a-ram,
No! not this time, for it was the drum beaten for all to gather around.
Tapping into the spirit to open our ears for God’s joyful noise of sound.
In finding direction to where we would be held and or bound.

Never lost, by God, always found,
For the drumbeat is what keeps us sound.
The beat of a drum still keeps us presently around.

THE BEAT OF A DRUM
©chelleythepoetess 02/11/20

Image: Ron Hardy

Hey People

Hey People

Hey People
Dream with your hearts and souls with the spirit
Never by greed and the soulless ones of mankind
I have dreams of the very start
The dreams derive from the belief in God

Pay attention
Confusion is killing
Cost of food is starvation
The power of drug is disorientation
Children born in hunger sick and drug addicted

The working class is poor
The greed is rich
War is violence on a rise anywhere
Sleep is unrest
State of a union…….
What is that?

Hey People
Evil is the force that changed it all (Bad)
Love is the source to stop it all  (Good)
Stick together leave deception alone
Forever be true for one to live long
Get together with God
Then come on

Stay sturdy in your path
Pray worthy to our Heavenly Father
Balance the rope it’s tight
The time is ticking……
Growth…….
Where?

Hey People
All of this applies
Do not let deceit become your lie
Love each other all the time
Peace will be still in God
Truthfully always right on time

Feeling sublime on a dime
This time…….time after this time

Hey People

-Chelley

Hey People

 

 

At Peace

At Peace

Peace is when, eyes open up,
Peace is when, smell the air,
Peace is when, hear breath,
Peace is when, touch,
Peace is when………….when?
At Peace

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