Piano and Drums

Download as docx, pdf, or txt
Download as docx, pdf, or txt
You are on page 1of 1

PIANO AND DRUMS

BY Gabriel Okara (Nigeria)

When at break of day at a riverside


I hear jungle drums telegraphing
the mystic rhythm, urgent raw
like bleeding flesh, speaking of
primal youth and the beginning,
I see the panther ready to pounce,
the leopard snarling about to leap
and the hunters crouch with spears poised;

And my blood ripples, turns torrent,


topples the years and at once I’m
in my mother’s lap a suckling;
at once I’m walking simple
paths with no innovations,
rugged, fashioned with the naked
warmth of hurrying feet and groping hearts
in green leaves and wild flowers pulsing.

Then I hear a wailing piano


solo speaking of complex ways
in tear-furrowed concerto;
of far-away lands
and new horizons with
coaxing diminuendo, counterpoint,
crescendo. But lost in the labyrinth
of its complexities, it ends in the middle
of a phrase at a dagger point.

And I lost in the morning mist


of an age at a riverside keep
wandering in the mystic rhythm
of jungle drums and the concerto.

You might also like