The Sound of Drums

The sound of drums,
beating rhythmicly,
floated to my ears,
as I walked along
the sandy shore.

So long ago,
the drums were beating
for you and your crew,
when you set sail.

The storm clouds,
darkening the sky.
The sea waves,
battering the ship.

The sound of drums,
beating rhythmicly,
floated to my ears,
as I walked along
the sandy shore.

Walls of water,
cries of monsters.
The wind feirce
and rain heavy.

The ship tossed aside,
like a discarded toy,
from the toy box
of a child.

The sound of drums,
beating rhythmicly,
floated to my ears,
as I walked along
the sandy shore.

Swallowed by the sea,
you and your crew,
never to return to me
and the ones they love.

So long ago,
the drums were beating
for you and your crew,
when you set sail.

The sound of those drums,
always beating rhythmicly,
echo through my mind,
haunting my memories
and haunting my dreams.