Can't Turn Me Around


Light feet beat out 
the rhythm lodged 
within the recesses 
of her wild mind,
bringing to life
the sweet melodies
of Mother Earth.

Soft lips sing 
the truth of the world
for everyone to hear,
destroying the darkness 
that repeatedly attempts
to drown her 
beneath painful sorrow.

A slight body hit
with the problems
of human nature
stands back up,
turning her face
to the brilliance
of the heavens above.

That tender soul shines
with self-confidence
and nearly bursts
with true happiness,
radiating a sense 
of tranquility 
that reflects strength.


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