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The Drum Beats On

by Mary Haynes 2 months ago in social commentary
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The Aftermath

The Drum Beats On
Photo by Harry Quan on Unsplash

I still hear the drumbeats

My heart marches in rhythm

Flowing tears keeping time

As my brain struggles to process

Above the music and children’s laughter

Came the sound of fireworks exploding

But no colorful pyrotechnics lit the skies

Laughter turned to screams,

Belongings trampled under fleeing feet

Patriotic flags and rainbow flags united in the chaos

Children hidden in dumpsters being guarded by strangers

Others scooped up and sheltered in safe places

Young workers from storefronts became heroes

Doors opened, terrified folks ushered inside

I focus on THIS good, the humanity

People giving aid, offering hope

It helps to numb the horror of that parade

But the drumbeats are still present

Lest we never forget

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About the author

Mary Haynes

Mary Haynes splits her time between a romantic old sailboat in tropical waters and a beach home in Ontario. A wanderer, by fate, she embraces wherever she roams! Mary recently completed her first children’s book, “Who Ate My Peppers?”

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