O.K

O.K

The beat
The pulse
Djembe carries the message.
Tells me to take wings
and fly.
the pulse
the beat
carries healing
to reach
to teach
and to preach.
secrets hidden
secrets forbidden
buried 
under the lies.
The pulse
the beat
given to me
continues the story
carried deep down
in the bowels of 
my secret place.
I feed on it
whoosh
I feel it
whoosh.
faster
Each strings tells a story
a symphonic legacy.
Faster now
the urgency...
Ok
enter.