Answer:
A red drum which sounds without being touched, and grows silent, when it is touched.
A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.
In many years, not much has happened. In many minutes, a lot has happened. In one second, everything has happened.
The man who made it didn't need it. The man who bought it didn't use it. The man who used it didn't want it.
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.