The Djembe

My silence is as loud as the Djembe Calling on people to gather together in peace My silence is as loud as the African drum A skilled drummer is one who can make the Djembe talk In silence I cry out but my voice reaches no one Though skilled this drummer can’t make the Djembe cry No matter how hard he beats the drum he can’t make the Djembe cry And my voice is cracking with a painful cry In silence I cry out but no one hears my cry My pulses are percussions, I feel the vibrations of their sound waves I play them harder hoping these vibrations would cause an earth quake Though the earth shakes no one questions the reason why In my silence I move the world but no one seems to notice My silence is as loud as the African drum