Own Drum Poem

 Own Drum Poem

Upon opening this door

You will enter a jungle, like a game Jumanji

Every choice and mistake added to the math

A unsolved puzzle, a never ending riddle we call life

Some run through it

Told to keep their head down they comply

Solemnly they live in darkness

Without looking up the Beautiful bright blue sky that awaits them

Instead of taking the path everyone else travels

Take a trail unbeaten, still raw

Let each choose move and carve the land on which you stand

Close your ears to their nahs

Smile to their surprised heys

Dance to the beat of your very own drum