The Little Drummer Boy

The little drummer boy.... He played this beat for you!? But you could not hear Still, he kept rapping upon that drum ~ Even as the salty tears they did flow Standing all alone? While the Heavens rains, began to pour.... Yet, still, he played ~ With somber upon his face As the world about him Continued to fade away?! Drumsticks made of flames.... And Angels, that often sang The tunes of tomorrows, beginnings ~ Amid, todays, shades!? He played and he played and he played But no one wished to dance Because no one could hear or, see Nor, did they ever understand.... Standing all alone? They laughed while he stood Watching, the mountains melting into the sea The stars, waving their forever goodbyes To the shadows, upon the rise.... Beating his drum, to these end of days?! Creation unknowing bathed, amid their moment Frolicking within the merriments Beneath this blinking Sun ~ Living, but dying.... Holding tightly these, evaporating dreams!? But still, he played; rap tap tap As the end of tears; rain would fall Yet, again, they could not see nor, did they hear So, how could they have ever known?! Though some did; oh, how they loved him so.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ....The little drummer boy ~ Note: Smile ~ Just another repo; Winter 06' & 07'.... "Pride In The Name of Love," by U2 ~ "Love," John!:) ~