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And Still the Drum Kept Beating

The Dark Night of the Soul

By A. RussellPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Time should have frozen, as space collapsed,And matter melted mind.Her body began excretingAnd still the drum kept beating.

She pressed pause, they pressed play—Not ready for today.Today continued fleetingAnd still the drum kept beating.

She breaks, she needs a break,She needs to be alone.It's like the world is cheatingAnd still the drum kept beating.

Everything moves around her,But she is standing still.Unanswered prayers repeatingAnd still the drum kept beating.

Shadows obscured in the dark,No candle to light the way.Soul screams shrill a greetingAnd still the drum kept beating.

Let me sleep! Let me wake!Let me find the way!With God she calls a meeting,Arranges comfy seating,Waits while the world keeps eating,Time, the traitor, still defeating,Coming undone - it needs completing,And the memories of You deleting,It's a beginning and an end competing,Be still my heart—it's beating.

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About the Creator

A. Russell

Writing poetry is my jam and life is my wholemeal bread.

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