The week may not have gone the way you planned.
The year may not have turned out the way you want.
The recession is biting. The depression is sickening.
Goals you set are unmet. Plans you made gone AWOL.
But you can still dance.
Dance for the prayers that were answered.
Dance for those that were not answered.
Dance for though none cut you some slack
Dance for the One who got your back.
Dance for your spleen that’s working.
Dance for your pancreas that’s been helping.
Dance because you can still dance.
Dance because you are alive.
Though it makes no sense
Image: Ajoke Silva
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