Drum – Written Sunday 23rd May 1999 (Aged 24)


the people do not beat my drum
they are distant
the shadows lost to the sun
the people do not know my words
the people could never work
they do not know the young
in the morning they look much worse
the people could never beat my drum
the rhythm would be detached
i guess that is why i am unattached
the look is distant
the pattern of life inconsistent
their hearts lost to the dark
an oddly shaped son
misshapen but born on a knife
the people do not beat my drum

James Garratt – Sunday 23rd May 1999

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