Electro-swing
The fast paced beats
Personified,
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:
Me
Our world