Drum Line

You feel it pounding in your chest,

pounding so hard breathing becomes difficult.

It rushed through you,

but leaves no trace

except for the pounding in your ears.

 

It rushes out your fingertips

and disappears for ever

but you still fell it there.

 

It sounds precise and clean,

and yet it makes as many mistakes as a sinner.

 

The more you try to understand it,

the more confusing it becomes.

The only way to experience it

is to sit back and enjoy.

You must hear it, not listen to it.

 

So many people moving in all different directions

and yet they flow as one.

 

Thousands of sounds

combine into one.

 

One man leads the collision of sound.

One, two, three BAM. One, two, three BAM.

 

Surrounded by the sound of a hundred clapping hands

and yet they never miss a beat.

 

They finish with one triumphant note. The wave of sound

rushes past the not cheering crowd.

The drum line has done it again.