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No humdrum moment.
No silent pause
Or rest.
The tempo of the chanting
Rises
As crowds flow
And crest.
They march to call
The winds
Of change
To come,
And heed the soul
As hearts’ pain
Hums
And drums
The need for
Better times.
For the dVerse quadrille poetry challenge: drum
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