Yasmine Just Didnt Like Dancing

Aisha her strong, independent sister, was a listener, Very quiet in her observations, but strident in her judgement, She didn't know why Yasmine didn’t want to be a dancer, She constantly gossiped about it when Yasmine was absent. Ahmed, the man of the moment, the one they all look up to, Wondered why she hesitated and didn't rise from her seat. He humiliated her by calling her an “empty shoe”. Her loving family thought Yasmine might have mis-shapened feet. The ladies of the dull mirror with their butterfly ideas, None of them knew why she didn't want to even learn to dance, Or the angel man on the pedestal who she loved for years, He didn't know why she would sit back and didn’t take a chance. The lone, ghostly spirits that peacefully float through skies of blue, The invisible ones that caused her contented smile, they knew. There is eternal joy in hiding from the oppressive blue.