Saturday, September 8, 2012

endless dance

The song of time
beats out of rhyme.
It holds my hand
and tells me to stand.

Stand for right.
Stand for just.
Keep pushing forward.
Never give up.

I twirl passed you.
Passed my enemy.
The one who took my voice
and left me with no choice.

Calm and collective
I'm dancing my steps.
Holding myself together.
You should know I will NEVER forget.