Writing Group 38 : Poem

Drums

The music was over
The bands had stopped playing
The bar was locked up for the night
But the beet of the drums could be heard from a far
The beet that would not stop
Slowly methodically the bang of the drums
Reverberating round the room
The thumping that brings the dead up from bellow
A sound that would not STOP

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