The drums
brought the relentless
life-affirming insistence
of sex
rounded
pounding
sounding like
life
dying to
emerge
it boarded the ships and
skipped
across the waves fortifying the
slaves lashed
to each other
the beat like a kick
against a mother's
womb
and though for many years
the ocean was a
tomb
the beat carried
the rest
to new shore and
preceding them it received
the bass
to create a
new score
A song of new intentions of
moving
past mere redemption and
on to rule
the former outcasts no longer
subdued
reaching for greatness
removed
from servitude
no longer aligned
to shallow
material gain
wringing a prize untarnishable
from their
pain
stepping up
stepping out stepping
over
joyful yet
sober
Blissfully aware of the
Master's hand
leading
guiding
coaxing
new sounds out of
this collective
mass [Mas']
band
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