Dance Worship Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Dance Worship



People aren't people,
they're numbers instead.
Moving through silence,
always get ahead.

Get up every day,
and ride to the stage.
Take your small pay,
then back to the cage.

I found out,
the not so hard way.
However you do it,
take back your day.

The ride I'm on,
is a one-way trip.
Because rhythm is my god,
and dance is how I worship.

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