When the Drum Beats – Surviving Urban Unrest
First there is black.Then there is light andAll the colors of jazz.And there is sound in these colors.A wailing trumpet drips coolViolet, threaded with smoke.Heavy blue lumbers from the bassWhile the clarinet tempsAnd tantalizes in hot pink counterpoint.But the drumThe drum beats blood red.”Poem by Doug Moench from the Comic Moon Knight #26 (1982)