There they were, dancing in the rain.
For some odd reason they just kept dancing even in the midst of chaos.
In war, they danced.
In peace, they danced.
They took over my thoughts; I just had to watch them, I couldn’t help it.
Their moves were all in sequence, everyone kept their rhythm.
In the middle of a pandemic, they danced.
In the wrath of storms and tornadoes, they just kept dancing.
Tariffs soon ravaged the markets and there they were still dancing in the streets.
I recall this one back step with a sliver of the body.
It was groovy.
Feeling the weight of the world I gave up on my own ambitions and joined in.
My troubled mind left it all on the dance floor.
I don’t know what happened, but they transformed me and they put it all on video.
The Musical
Even on the edge in what appeared as a doomed world, everyone just seemed so happy.
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