Art of the silent drum
My head is thumping.
I feel the adrenaline rush.
A mixed feeling of foolishness, and happiness.
They treat me like a gem,
why did I ever step on their polished shoes?
or say that they had piled up issues?
Now I feel like an empty tin can,
empty vessels make more noise.
why cant, I sit and learn the art of the silent drum,
and live my life with more dignity and grace?
Wind silently speaks,
and hushes the thumping.
time to sleep.