There will always

There will always

Be drums

Bongos, congas,

Timpani

Timbale

Kettle

Heavy as metal

Give me that

Big bass

Drumbeat

Backbeat

Heartbeats

Should be comforting

Westerns

With big skies

Drums pounding

Taut with tension

Foreboding

Tribalism

Banging the drum

For freedom

You say you want

A revolution

Until one comes along

Giving it large

Until a drummer

Beats the retreat

Flailing around

With jazz hands

Jazz bands

Smoke signals

Semaphore

And incantation

Give me syncopation

Roll with it

March in time

All the way

To the rhythm section

Beat me

With a drumstick

Rat-a-tat-tat

And don’t spare

The rod

Let there be drums.