we will be martyrs
we will feel the earth
&let; the wind push us back in ecstacy
it will be beautiful
&fate; will let us alone for a while
let it go &rest; easy
until the next time tragedy strikes
it was the back &forth; that took us
&we; ran,
ran fast
from the duties we were opposed to
we cried in spite of ourselves
because the world feeds off of
the misery of the peoples
we laughed in spite of it all
because sometimes satire
is the only way we can process the scars we carry
the leaves shimmied on the trees
&we; couldn't help but believe it was all for us:
Nature is our Dancing Girl
May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
we will be martyrs
we will feel the earth
&let; the wind push us back in ecstacy
it will be beautiful
&fate; will let us alone for a while
let it go &rest; easy
until the next time tragedy strikes
it was the back &forth; that took us
&we; ran,
ran fast
from the duties we were opposed to
we cried in spite of ourselves
because the world feeds off of
the misery of the peoples
we laughed in spite of it all
because sometimes satire
is the only way we can process the scars we carry
the leaves shimmied on the trees
&we; couldn't help but believe it was all for us:
Nature is our Dancing Girl