Drums

The wind comes up
drums on the thatch
it falls in puddles

Drums have no mercy
and there keep pounding
and nothing for it
until night passes

My head has split
the jungle's  near
a beast is stalking
the natives dance

The palm wine's strong
immobile now
the white man's burdened
the white man's morals

It's drum drum drum
half-naked dancing
the bouncing breasts
the dusty buttocks

I want to leave
can come again
but there is nowhere
the world is sin

The dancers are dancing
the devil's strong
he's dancing too
wants me to dance

The drums are talking
they'll keep on drumming

the rain comes down
drums on the ground
drips in the room
does not end soon.

they're in my head
headache instead
but sit and wait
I wait and wait.

It's on a spit
the jungle's talking
the jungle floor
they dance for hours.

the palm wine's sour
I hide and cower
white has no clout
have no time outs.

and drum drum drum.
it makes me sick
the rising pricks
the heat of sex.

go where no drums
to drum and drum
no place to go
that much I know.

their way to hell
that I know well
he knows my name
but I'm ashamed.

they're in my head
until I'm dead.