Let the Drums Speak

Listen the drums are rumbling and the pots are bubbling Listen, the drums are rolling and pretty girls are dancing Listen the drums are speaking and my heart is singing Listen the drums are beating and I am coming Let the drums speak and lead me down the main street The sound of the drum is directing me to the sun The sound of the drum is pulling me to the south The sound of the drum is pulling me where the sun goes down The sound of the drum is leading me around I woke up this morning in a somber mood I felt alive but something was pulling my energy from outside I could not remember my dreams because my spirit was not at ease Something has entered my space and interfered with my warm embrace I cannot tell what it was but it might be somewhere that I have been Or the radiation emitted from the full moon before the typhoon The full moon has disappeared leaving a nasty energy in the air I saw it two mornings in a row with a bright orange glow It was bigger than normal and I could sense something unusual Something is pulling my feet so I must listen to the drums speak Let the drums speak and minister to my heartbeat Let the drums speak and cool down this deadly heat Now listen to the drums speak and pull out your worksheet You, yes I am speaking to all of you my heart is aching because of you You who call yourselves rulers of the earth from whence did you came You minister in his name and you curse me to shame Listen to the drums speak and search out your heartbeat You who call yourselves lawmakers Why do you murder the wheat gleaners on the threshing floor? You who told me not to commit adultery but you sleep around like a puppy You opposed homosexuality but you rape little boys in the grave yard You get drunk every night and drag your body by the way side Listen to the drums speak I am turning up the heat Hold up your head and stop pretending as if you are dead You murder gays and imprisoned their family You organize the mob to go from door to door and drag them to the shore You beat and stone the people who live a different lifestyle Now you want to be part of the global charm When you are doing your people such dangerous harm You are welcome but I don’t support your violent storm Listen to the drum speak and redeem your heartbeat You greedy leader with gluttonous followers For centuries you have been talking But you have done nothing to help the suffering people You rob, kill and murder and use the people’s taxes for your supper Do you think your office is for your brothers and sister? You must educate your followers and treat the people better Gather around the table and iron out a better plan for the life after Let the drum speak its time to stand up on your own feet You call yourselves black brothers but you are oppressing your own color You refuse to help your neighboring partner and clean up the land You send your army to burn and destroy their villages and issued the ban When another race fight with another race it is a shame But when the black race fight their own race it is a disgrace Listen to the drum speak and open your stubborn hearts It’s time to make a new start and this is your last chance For centuries it has been the same talk and the same cry for help But each time you get a helping hand you shower it on your friends and family You get what you have asked for but is anything better? You want to reclaim the land but do you have a backup plan to farm the land? Who are your business connection and where are your collaterals? Would it be better if you own all the property? Show me a good plan and I will make you my kinsman Remember that business is the linchpin of every country Government doesn’t run industry Listen to drums speak And you what is this hullabaloo all about? From whence did this evil come about? You formulate laws that are outdated You have laws that are stupid And you make laws that are irrelevant to modern-day society. Your people grow ignorant and dim, Some are foolish and lack morality, all they seek is vain prosperity When we were here things were much better But since we left you have turn this place into a natural disaster Fighting over land and shedding blood over your brothers dam You were once a prosperous nation but too much blood has soaked up the land You water the cornfield with blood and angered the gods from above Now let’s see if we can find a common ground on which you can rebound You must have something to put on the table before this can be enabled Sheep, cow, grassland or motor vehicle or your sons and daughters can give a helping hand Listen to the drums speak Clean up the land, educate the people and get them ready for the future so that you all can join the global marching band Listen to drums and let your conscience speak.