It has begun
Off to my right . . . dancing
Thumbs snapping
Music thumping
In all intensity
We are looking . . .
Looking into the ways
Swaying ,
Chills surging ,
Together saying . . .
Power be to my sunset's moment
Don't steal it away
24 left
No more sound ,
Dancing done
But no less aware
We are not devided in two
As we wait for our sun to rise
12 . . .
When to live
When to die
Sacrifice the truth ? ? ?
Ha !
We paid our dues
Dance now again
Dance like it was an Irish jig
To the last second
Shed not a tear
Nor give in
Wail not , nor whimper
. . . But be brave
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 8:44 PM UTC
It has begun
Off to my right . . . dancing
Thumbs snapping
Music thumping
In all intensity
We are looking . . .
Looking into the ways
Swaying ,
Chills surging ,
Together saying . . .
Power be to my sunset's moment
Don't steal it away
24 left
No more sound ,
Dancing done
But no less aware
We are not devided in two
As we wait for our sun to rise
12 . . .
When to live
When to die
Sacrifice the truth ? ? ?
Ha !
We paid our dues
Dance now again
Dance like it was an Irish jig
To the last second
Shed not a tear
Nor give in
Wail not , nor whimper
. . . But be brave
Dance life hours life
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