Ode to Drumsticks
Wooden, metal, they’re every kind,
People search from store to store just
to find
The right one because to me you’re all
I need
To win any competition with angelic
ease.
When I use you to hit every tom-tom
and snare,
I feel liberated, like a tortoise finally
catching its hare.
The music we make together is like
none other,
It unites all people, no matter their
color.
It’s amazing how someone could craft
Something so smooth and unique,
You help me to minister to souls
With each and every beat.
You travel from church to church,
rock star to rock star,
With love, devotion, and sweat you
are marred.
The sticks guide me to express and
play
Those words that no human can say.
Through you I find escape,
Calm as the sea,
Through you I reveal my story: me