I'M Your Percussion, I'M Your Spectators Poem by Paul Josef

I'M Your Percussion, I'M Your Spectators

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Beat out a beat on my heart,
A rat-a-tat-tat to start.
With steady strum and steady hand,
Roll out a rhythm, rolling band.

You're a passing parade,
passing fast and faster,
the drumming is quiet,
and quieter, after.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fiona Davidson 12 December 2008

Brilliant words...thank you

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