I hear the beat of another drummer.
I run my "race" at a different pace.
Just because my speed isn't in sync with others,
doesn't mean I won't win my own race.
I am an individual; no group, nor gang, or team.
I do things in the way I see fit,
no matter how wrong to others it may seem.
By definition each of us are those who stand out in a crowd.
It's not necessary for us to even speak a word
because we're all silently loud!



Poem copyrighted by Bo Bandy.

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