Sounds of the Drums
The echoes of the drums
Traveled across the distance
Carrying the messages of those left behind
Transcending the horizons
Of the Atlantic oceans
I hear the drums
I hear the voices of the ancestors
The cries of those on the slave ships
Traveling to the new world
The white man feared
His heart trembled with despair
The boat is unstable on the troubled waters
Of the Caribbean Sea
Because the sound of the drums
Is manipulating the course of time
I hear the sounds of the drum
I hear Africa calling
Africa is calling
I hear freedom singing
each time there`s a pounding
They dance away and rejoice
I’m an African, I’m a free Negro
In a captured land
I’m free to dance, to live
Each time the drums play
I relive the lives of those who died for me
I hear the sounds of the drum
I hear the voice of my people
I hear the rhythms of the Congo
From the distant past of pain and lost
To the future of victory for the black African
© Leon Pryce
Excerpt from the book “Poetic Melodies”
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Preface . . .
There is a human language that encompasses the globe, regardless of race, color, creed or country. Much the same way as laughter or tears, or any of our human emotions. When we see someone laugh, there is a universal language that is communicated by all of us. We know they are happy. Just as when we see someone crying, it is generally accepted to mean they are, most likely, sad. However, the language I am referring to goes beyond the sight of emotions, and runs deeper than the tear streaked lines of a sad face. I am speaking of a language that can penetrate to the deepest depths of the human psyche, it can be felt in the beating of our hearts and it can leave us soaring among our dreams.
This universal language is music.
Upon these waves of sound we can find our spirits lifted to the heavens, we can feel the beats and the rhythms in our beings and we are moved by the vibrations. We may become lost in a memory or a moment of time may be singled out by the distinct patterns and oscillations of a melody. We may gather by the thousands to listen to this music together or we may be alone in our rooms, or be dancing with our friends or cuddling with our love, but the universal language of music expands human communication beyond the normal realm. It propels us into the wavelengths of our souls, and it is there that we become in tune, we find our harmonies, and we recognize that there is a true power in music.
The poetry included in this book seeks to capture that essence and tap into that power. These are the lines of communication opened and inspired by the universal language called music.
Christopher Allen Breidinger, Author
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