The Drum

 I sit and play my drum,

As I think about my day.

I sit a play my drum,

I do it in different ways.

I sit and play my tambourine,

As I try to think positively.

I sit and play my tambourine,

To get rid of real bad chi.

I play my little triangle,

As I sift through my thoughts.

I play my little triangle,

And know I can’t be bought.

By Sam Luxton