call of the drums

brother's got the rhythm in his bones,
encoded on his DNA.
he's got the fire
wanna jump, scream and holler--
got soul,
got speed
. . . dips . . .
. . . grinds . . .
got the blues--got jazz
got the call of the motherland--
that goes back to the
days before slavery
got the blues--
got jazz--
got soouull!
got freedom in his moves
got pain--got joy--
got sorrow . . .
got the feeling of our people--
got our nation, our children in his loins.
as he dances--
bebop, hiphop, jazz, soul, blues, rap
is being encoded on their DNA. . . .
ahhhhh yeahhhhhh
they gonna have the blues/soul/jazz
and freedom too.
Copyright ©2005 Ayani_Meli

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