DANCINGA Poem by Maureen Mwanikisometimes it feels like we're here for the entertainment of some higher power
We're dancing
We're moving our feet And swaying our hips Yes dancing! Like puppets on a string The gods choose our beat And don't stop dancing Oh just move your feet Your life depends on it Keep dancing Or the gods will throw a fit And you'll be dead before the next beat We're dancing The way the gods please Our lives depend on it © 2011 Maureen MwanikiFeatured Review
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Added on February 24, 2011Last Updated on February 25, 2011 AuthorMaureen MwanikiNairobi, KenyaAboutEvery world has its faults,the one we live in has too many and humanity finds comfort in diffrent things!Me?am just a girl who finds hers in writing more..Writing
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