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The Beat Of Ancient Drums
by David Pekrul
copyright 07-12-2005


Age Rating: 10 to 127

  The Beat Of Ancient Drums
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The beat of ancient drums
penetrates our souls and gives us life.

They beat the rhythm of prairie Sweet Grass,
which bows to the summer winds,
and is trampled by the buffalo,
telling of a life we once knew,
now gone forever.

They beat the path of the eagle,
majestic, powerful and free,
giving us strength and wisdom,
telling us to be strong and brave,
to look beyond our troubles,
to fly above our situations,
to hold strong to the ideals
of the freedom we once knew.

They beat the love of the Creator,
Who sustains us in our struggles,
and shows us the way,
comforting us when we are weary of living,
or wallowing in depression,
telling us there is an answer,
and showing us His many blessings,
that we sometimes cannot see
through the hurt and pain.

Beat the drums loudly,
so our people will know they are one,
with the same problems,
and the same vision.
Let us not forget our ways,
but let us celebrate our culture,
learn from our Elders,
be a strong and proud people,
teaching our children
with wisdom and grace.

Beat the drums for our children's future,
that they will continue
to uphold the traditions of the Fathers,
and be proud of their heritage.

Beat the drums for all people,
of all nations,
with a prayer to the Great Spirit,
that we will learn to live in peace
and understanding,
showing tolerance and patience,
so our children will have a hopeful future,
and our 'Old Ones' will pass over in peace.


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07-14-2005 Jean George    

If only it were possible for all to beat their drums in harmony, united in spirit and philosophy. What a Utopian state of mind we would have to reach to achieve this loftiest of goals. And as much as I hate being a pessimist, I don't believe it could ever happen, not until there are only 2 people left on Earth, and even then, I have my doubts...The flow and rhythmic cadence of your writing fit in so well with the subject..It sounds wonderful read out loud...I like it!
Jean


07-12-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

Yes this is a very nice poem. I was held captive from the beginning and enjoyed the read. So many traditions have fallen to the wayside and our values have been broken down. Beat the drums loudly and pray to the Gods that we can be vigil. Good job, Anthony


07-12-2005 Roger Crique    

Wow, the pictures I saw here were exceptional. This poem has three sides to it, in my opinion. I saw the Buffalo roaming the plains. I felt the drums being played loudly by our Native Americans. I also saw our forefathers, trying to cope with their situation, then and there. This is a solemn piece, instilling us to follow the traditions set forth by our fathers and not to deviate. For the unity of the world is paramount to our survival. Great poem, David!


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