there’s this cadence

in my head

that resonates in abandon

free, joyful, without a care

not for wars

nor the lusty screams

of those whose silence was broken

whose chains of the strongest steel

lay shattered, like windows

unable to bear light’s glare

this cadence

this mocking beat that which

makes my feet tap

lulled by its deceptive rythm

daring to dance anew

in carefree abandon

with hope that’s long faded

and love thought forgotten



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