Listen Now

Listen now, for the drums
they are very faint, murmurs
on a windless day
We strain for their notes,
yearn to feel their pulse
We want, we need,
for them to thunder in our ears,
so that they replace all
thought
We will hear the fights,
the drama, the lectures,
see the changing faces of
the pictures, the ever changing leaves
those we fear to forget
all of what is past
For when those drums thunder
in our ears, they will herald visions
Of what we could be,
what we could do,
who we will become
Listen now
for the drums of change