Strong and proud, brave and free is he.
Music resounds the mystery.
Symbiotic. His history.
Man and nature forever bound.
Replenish the earth said God’s sound.
Drum the music in good earth found.
Skin of deer stretched tight forms the drum.
Tap-rap-tapping while elders hum.
Warriors dancing so feast will come.
Women and children saved from harm.
The hunter’s song sings no alarm.
God’s good earth their natural farm.
Generations sang and they danced.
Warriors wore antlers while the pranced.
Respect for nature was enhanced.
Eagle Feathers adorned your crown.
Spirits join the burial mound.
The song now drummed is hope’s surround.
Forever live the brave and free.
They forge their way to destiny.
And music sounds their history.
This poem was inspired by a painting entitled, “Drummer” which the Native American artist, Pablita Velarde (1918-2006.) painted.