Russell G. Robison

DRUM SONG

In the quiet of the night
I often hear a distant drum
Beating out a message of
What’s been and yet to come

I try hard not to listen to
This song that it would sing
Speaking of a simple truth
That power is our king

That mercy is a pauper
Whose consumed by those of greed
That hatred always prospers
While it’s love that has such need