Roots
My roots are strong stemming from bridges and scaffolds that embody the strength of a spirit Gracefully swaying in the wind
Dancing to a tune
Adjusted tempo to a rise and fall
I move to the beat
Battered and bruised
Soles of my feet
Walked a thousand miles to stare at defeat
Gazing passed moving forward on this concrete
Lightning speed on this track
I twirl till I'm dizzy
Mind on rewind gyrating differently
Masquerading within realism
Beats from a bongo
Dancing to this mambo
My heart races to chance
So I dance
All night
Till I see the sunlight
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