Drum Rhythm

Sandra Essary
Earth rhythm

Drums beat

Rising dust

Dancing feet.

Language lost

Whole peoples gone

The Earth cries

A mourning song.

Painted face,

Moon rise,

Elders gone,

Wisdom dies.

Rising nations

Hope is vast

Young bloods grow

Embrace the past.

Drum rhythm,

Hands raised,

Prayerful song,

For God the praise.

Published by Sandra Essary

Sandra is a featured travel contributor for Associated Content at Yahoo!. She has traveled extensively in the US, Europe, and the Caribbean. She has also camped for over 35 years throughout the US. Besi...  View profile

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  • Millie12/27/2008

    I REALLY LIKE THIS! I think this is one of the best you've ever written. Shows heart.

  • Julia Bodeeb12/27/2008

    Very intense and interesting ! Grew up in the country in a street w/ Indian in the name,,,,so I've always been fascinated by the history.

  • jcorn12/26/2008

    You have a gift for poetry!

  • jayanti raman12/26/2008

    Very nicely written poem, as usual you have unique style. I really liked it thanks Sandra Essary.

  • MADAM BUTTERFLY12/25/2008

    loved it...

  • samaira12/25/2008

    Nice

  • Bobby Tall Horse12/24/2008

    This is great. It became very visual for me. Thank you!

  • jpsixbear12/24/2008

    very nice, I liked it a lot

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