Mon, 06/06/2016 - 17:59 -- SoiArt

The fast paced beats 



Echoes heard loud

Widened Eyes.


The beeps and boops

A drum Sounds,


Can't stop the motion

Underground Loud.


Brother Swing and

A bit of Motion,


Shuffle here, shuffle there

Out in the Open.


Wrapping up to

Finish a Start,


Applause heard now

All a part of the Art.




This poem is about: 
Our world


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