'It says I am a child of the son.
It says Births only lays my Death.
It beats of one true lie.
When I close my eyes I
see the truth.
The beats are of an unending death.
Souls, are the the drummers of my Dreams.
They ask: Who would lay us to rest?
Regrets wheels their heart, for they are only perilled.
My Dreams are of the message- change.
I hear the sound of Death.
I dream my Dreams for I am a drummer.
These are the drums of my Dreams'.
Chukwuemeka Anyikwa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-lies-the-lie/
