The DrumerA Poem by Lizardo I don't know, I just got the inspiration
Once a time
There was a boy Who dreamed of becoming A world famous human Hi played with his drums All day and night Going to Jazz clubs He quickly became A sensation to the whole wide world As he grew older He became stronger Playing his drums in stadiums of light Once came a person A man with the same age as him The man proposed one battle Who ever wins Is the strongest The Drumer accepted He practiced all day Dripping blood from his hands Playing the drums Jazz clubs all over the world Becoming stronger Once a life time Always a lived life Then came the day Jazz echoing through the halls Each step provided one that shook earth Both of the heavy weights came Entering the stadium All eyes on them All the world on them Everything From hates to loved ones Paying close attention They started playing The sound echoing through the stadium One faster than the other The other one faster Quickly hurting his hand The drumer drop blood from his hands While the other didn't stop playing Although he was also dripping blood They both stopped One fell to the floor While the drumer stayed up His hands full of blood Looking at everyone As the applauses came He made a gesture for them to stop He grabbed his competitors hand Lifted hum up Grabbed him from his hand And lifted up too Applauses rose to the sky The stadium of light shine through the night In that moment The star went supernova Yes indeed, the stadium of light was a star.
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LizardoLA , CAAbout21 years now, Just another human in this world. I think I suck at writing, but yet I write to improve. more..Writing
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