Talking Drum

(ode to the poetry of our passage)

When I started to scribble
Scrupulously, it was only
Within the wisdom of my

Words & the vessel of my
Verses, where the sacred
& profane anonymously

Melded behind the masks
Of hopes, aspirations &
Dreams that I was taught

The talking drum
Speaks in tongues
Of this native son.

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