The danceA Poem by Nick AlmanzaJust thinking bout how the Astec used to dance or indiansThe beat of the drums The pounding His feet pounds on the ground Smoke and fire filling the air The man He dances and pounds His feet a blur He screams and yells With pride For him and his people The beats get faster His painted skin becomes a blur Beads shake and ratttle Woops and yells Fill the air Nothing else could be heard The ground begins to shake The man ,still pounding and dancing with such speed, Raises his head And screams Blessing the O helpful sun god Stop Beats The man EVerybody And for a second Slience Then screams Painted faces and bodies fill and dance All worshiping Their own ways How i miss those ways © 2009 Nick Almanza |
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1 Review Added on March 28, 2009 AuthorNick AlmanzaA small one. . . very small, CAAboutI dont really like expressing myself or talking bout me. .so here some songs! haha I really like the beat to this one more..Writing
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