Monday, November 30, 2009

TheDRUMMER

TheDRUMMER
poem
"HE is a DRUMMER,". The younger snikered. The Elder snorted, the girl tittered not "tee hee" but "titter" it sounds like a light flicker. The SandyMan said it again. "HE is a DRUMMER," this time he pointed at a man carrying a Guitar case slung on his back walking tword them with a long Western coat he was tuning that thing while he walked. His GUitar was a six string not his coat it had more then six buttons up. The younger said "its a guitar not a drum." The Hat was what looked like a wide Western Brim but it was black not leather or felt the color of the coat it matched the GUitar case as well. The Hat was like a Nickle Hat Flat on top like his Guitar was on his head pulled back to allow him to see what his hands was doing to them strings. As he walked and tuned he was humming. HE did three things as one thing he did three things all at once his case lay there open a $2.00 bill inside winking and asking for friends the chords sounding like rain; falling away as his VOice changed to a deep nasal twang he began to improvise, now the Hat was pulled forward to Masquarade his eyes as he sang : SUng to the Tune.
I saw a house boarded up
windows crack broken up
boarded up Sailors sing
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
I saw a City hoarded up
City Crack broken up
boarded up Singers Sing
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
Where were the men
Where were the men
Where were the men
HE was openly weeping as his voice trailed off then he tried again
When the looters and rapists
came to kill the survivors
of the storm when Katrina
killed the City of New Orleans
where were the men
where were the men
where were the men
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
The SandyMan dropped into the case a Five $ bill, the Elder a TEN, the Girl a Friend for that $2 bill. The younger flipped in a nickel then checked it after it flipped inside to make sure it was not a slug then they left all satisified they had helped that Drummer survive. HE kept playing all night as it was not raining till the cold forced him off that sidewalk downtown to the inside. The wind blows downtown Main Street listen CLOSE. Can you hear :"wherewerethemen" inside the wind? TheDRUMMER.

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