Heart of Africa: The Rhythmic Banishment

4: POUNDING DRUMS (LYRICS)

Verse 1
They say don't make pain great,
By wondering what you did to deserve such a fate,
In fact, I've became a sponge to the hatred,
My heart bleeds but I still heave,
I proceed with a smile and believe,
That every day of failure could breed a bigger deed,
A means to get what I need,
A door closes while another opens,
My confidence in being chosen,
To provide for the ones I hold most dear,
Is shrouded by ominous deeds if I'm broken clear,
I take reasonable risks,
Speak my rightful lip,
Subjected to the verbal whip,
It's gotten to the point where I want to be a slave like my predecessors,
If it means that my opinion don't matter any lesser,
I want to work well under pressure,
But I don't seem to measure,
The necessity for pleasure,
Success is for the blessed,
At least I thought so,
I have someone who I appreciate,
But gets a better fate,
I can't be jealous,
Only proud,
At least she's happy while I search for the way out,
I guess I must be homeless,
So that the Lord may notice,
I need you to focus,
I call out while I'm taking action,
We care for others,
Still we suffer,
I don't do these in hopes that my views will buffer,
I do this in your image,
But I'm a human,
A picture that's unfinished,
Build me,
Take me in all my plight,
I'm not doing nothing,
Still I fight,
If the only best resolution is through death,
Then my heart will be the pounding drums,
And I'll reach my final breath,
Steal my heart, call it theft.

Hook
I praise God for the sunset,
I laid odd when we once met,
Almighty I am not, just a man,
I'll only say I can,
Rise again,
From failure I rectify my roots,
To speak only the truth,
And to restrain my youth.

Verse 2
The pounding drums of Africa still beating from my heart,
The astounding ones who average a successful start,
These words I etched as a sketch of a potion,
I am blessed and yet possess a wretched ocean,
A sea of troubles in each thought,
Through rubble,
The wreckages have perfected the depths of hidden messages,
A face full of blemishes,
Still I wonder,
If I can uncover the unknown from down under,
I plummeted,
Still faith I've coveted,
Sacrifice to suffice,
A life I always wanted,
Tag a price and be nice,
To sins I confronted,
My brain says violence,
My heart says silence,
Reconcile on the good in my gifts,
Time to open eyelids,
Take advantage of guidance,
On a island full of diamonds,
Your greed can't be silent,
My heart pounds drums at the sound of drowning,
Quit clowning.

Hook (x2)
I praise God for the sunset,
I laid odd when we once met,
Almighty I am not, just a man,
I'll only say I can,
Rise again,
From failure I rectify my roots,
To speak only the truth,
And to restrain my youth.