Drumming

The drumming begins.
Soon it will be our turn to beat
As hard as we can,
As long as we can.
I hear the word that informs us to start
And we strike the drums hard.
I feel my arms grow weaker,
My breath heavier.
I want to stop
Until I hear voices of others saying "You can do it!"
Then my name.
I drink their words like water.
It provides me with energy,
With strength I didn't know I had.
There is something special,
Something incredible about one's voice.
It gives me motivation to keep going,
To keep pushing beyond the limitations
Because there are none.
So I continue to drum.
When I feel as if I can absolutely not go any further,
Just one more strike of the drum.