The Talking Drum--To Kofi Ghanaba, the Divine Drummer
The drumbeater beats his drum pam pam pata pam pam calling upon the bold ones pam pam pata pam pam with encrypted messages pam pam pata pam pam thundering through the land pam pam pata pam pam pam.. pam... pata... pam... pam... the Kilimanjaro-conquering quantum soul of Nkrumah pam pam pata pam pam the Akwapem-meandering mountainous mind of Madiba pam pam pata pam pam the Tanganyika-twirling titanic tunes of the drummer pam pam pata pam pam not all gatherings of clouds lead to rains not all deaths are honoured by termites adept fingers alone do not make good music pam pam pata... his flesh is consumed by fire his soul consumes the fire pam... the drummer stops the beat stops the dance is over... PS: The indentations are not working properly. This is not the original structure of this poem. Copyright 2009 by Nana Fredua-Agyeman