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Thursday, May 25, 2017

Marching to the Beat of a Different Drummer



Marching to a Different Drum Beat


I Hear A Different Drum Beat Than Others

And especially, at night, when I doze off to sleep

It’s like the heartbeat

The rhythm of my life

That I am inclined so deeply to listen to

No matter what anybody thinks or believes

Including the woman who gave me life

My mother, whom I love dearly

A beat, so extremely innate and personal

I have heard many different drum beats

And maybe tried walking to them

Some very enticing

Just didn’t feel right

The reasons are my own

The drum beat of my existence   
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