Dancefloor Poem by Justin Tang

Dancefloor



there is no part of the city that Love will refuse to dance
there is no one He'd refuse a dance with

but there are countless who think they can dance
though they refuse to go to His parties
not wanting to associate with 'those people'

there is no wretch He'd refuse dance lessons
no worm that He'd refuse to give legs and fit with shoes

but there are countless who'd raise barriers on the floor around Love
as if Love could be imprisoned, or walls could withstand His steps
and some who expect a crown or a tiara for hiding and 'protecting' Love

the wild ones will roam far and wide for a good dance
because a Wild One first bowed too low to dance with them

Abba,
Your love is a dance
Your love is a dancefloor

Thursday, July 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dance
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 29 April 2015

Nicely penned poem, Justin. Thanks for sharing

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Sue Doe Nimm 29 April 2015

thank you!

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