I. E. Diekenga

“ THE SONG OF THE DRUM.
⁠⁠Dr-r-rum! Dr-r-rum!
⁠⁠Dr-r-rum! Drum! Drum!
With a rap, and a tap, and a rolling beat,
And a sound on the ground of the tramp of feet,
⁠Keeping step they come,
⁠With the sound of the drum,
⁠With the rolling and the beating of the drum.
And away fly the people as if driven for their lives! ”

“ For freedom and for truth,
And freely to that cause we give the sturdy strength of youth,
And freely in that cause we shed the blood that makes it strong,
While we march to death and glory to the drum's inspiring song. ”

“ Glows like the conflict of demons at night.
Still, hearts are but human,
Man, born of woman,
Seeing his brother fall, all his flesh creeps,
Seeing unheeded fresh wounds all bleeding,
Sick of the sight of war, shudders and weeps. ”